I see it splayed out there on the sidewalk like the entrails of the critter the cat has brought home for adoration. The new phone book is here. Countless beloved trees killed to make this piece of crap that I do not want and will not use, laid out here like it’s some kind of prize. Great choice, humanity: chew up the lungs of this planet so that we can keep making these dinosaurs that are out of
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Speaking with a good friend recently, lamenting over my latest eco-anxiety involving humane removal of spider webs, she said something that shocked me to the core. “Not everyone loses sleep over separating plastics by number for recycling or
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