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Postcards: Seattle

Dear Mom, They say The Moore Hotel is haunted, but I haven’t seen any paranormal activity yet. Do you think if I lie on this tiger-striped carpet long enough a phantom will appear? My guess is there’s something hiding in those red velvet curtains. Spookily […]

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Postcards: Antarctica

Dear Ari, The stillness broke. Crackling booms sounded off, masses of ice sundered from their mother glaciers. We paddled on, gliding through reconstructed quiet. In exactly two years and three days, you will be born. Should Antarctica be standing, please, some day, give those orphaned […]

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