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Song "A" Washington Matthews (1843-1905) translated from the Navajo� Where my kindred dwell, there I wander. Child of the White Corn am I, there I wander. At the Red Rock House, ...
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ProPublica has� More evidence that bird flu spreads by air �from farm to farm, but the government stubbornly adheres to the tracked-in hypothesis, despite the utter failure of such biosecurity ...
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Critters seem to be able to rest in the strangest places.
yes he is asleep, ...
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