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Christmas is imminent. The trees have risen out of the ground and been dragged to their final resting places: strapped to the roof racks of Subaru Outbacks and lugged up flights of stairs. The captors have wrestled the tree skirt out of the linen closet and plopped their prisoner into its small dish of water. Tighten

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Katy Kelleher
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In a gas station in northern Maine, just a few miles from the Canadian border, I saw a handwritten sign advertising “Coyote Faces, $3.99.” I’m incapable of looking away from anything gross, an impulse that serves me poorly in my online life, and so I went closer. Hung from metal clips, I saw a dozen dirty looking

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