Last year at this time, I was living in the country, in a Western state. It was an awful winter, and I was dealing with various challenges: heating the house from a big woodpile, negotiating unpaved country roads with a 4-wheel drive, having my house ransacked and robbed by someone who really knew how to drive a 4WD. And then there was my full-time job as a Life Skills teache (...)
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Explaining Bill Clinton
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