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I walked into the garage and opened the door, and the unique smell of the garage flashed me back to 1981, to the smell of my grandparent’s garage which is still there, about a mile away from my house. The freshy  [more...]

I’m a bit ashamed that I haven’t posted anything here about the horror at the Russian school. I’ve been scouring the foreign media reading about, because there’s been little information in the  [more...]