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Monthly Archives: August 2016
CHAPTER 1: (Continued) A Place for the Dead
Deconsecration of burial grounds has gone on for centuries in urban areas. Indeed, in urban centers where land use demand is greatest the number of unmarked human burials yet to be uncovered during subsurface construction may exceed the living population. … Continue reading
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The Most Beautiful Bridges You Never Want to Cross
Because the Himalayas in the vicinity of Nanda Devi are subject to monsoonal rains, there are a lot of streams, rivers, and waterfalls throughout this region. And the unfortunate coincidence of the timing of my trip with the worst monsoon … Continue reading
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Chapter 16: The Process of Elimination
It was Thursday morning at Tootville High School and first period was almost over. Miss Limburger stood writing with great enthusiasm at the blackboard. It seemed to have been an exciting class for her, full of nouns and predicates and … Continue reading
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Chapter 15: Clawed
Night had fallen over Tootville and the magnificent moon was beginning to rise, casting silver half-shadows and gracing the normally drab streets of the town with an otherworldly beauty. Tommy walked through the foyer of the Dinkle home toward the … Continue reading
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