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  1. Sage in the Brush
    September 2, 2021 @ 7:11 pm

    Whistling past the graveyard at the peril of future generations. As Bob Dylan sang,”… There’ll be no one to save with the world in a grave
    Take a look around you, boy, it’s bound to scare you, boy…. you tell me over and over and over again my friend, Ah, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction.”

Watchman, what of the night?