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Occupy America

written January 3, 2013 I moved into a tent in the heart of the city that often sleeps after midnight, the soulless shadows of the financial district reminding me why I joined the ‘movement’ in the first place… I thought. … Continue reading

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America: Occupied. I Want to go Back to Hell! (Or, An Afternoon at the Lake…)

January 3, 2013 I moved into a tent in the heart of the city that often sleeps after midnight, the soulless shadows of the financial district reminding me why I joined the ‘movement’ in the first place… I thought. Poli … Continue reading

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