Let me start by saying I don't know Karen's real name. I didn't ask. Our interaction started out polite, became fraught, and ended up polite again. The right…
New England's woodlands are crisscrossed with stone walls, the remnants of a time when these forested acres were farmland. It's a curious fact of our history…
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