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The day after American Thanksgiving, Sarah
called me in Minneapolis to tell of the inexplicable traffic jam up and down
Fremont Avenue (where we live). "Maybe everyone's out shopping," I lamely
guessed, because in Minneapolis the big news was the arrest of two protesters
who hung a
Buy
Nothing Day banner at the Mall of America--a pretty sacrilegious thing
to do. The next morning I read in a Minneapolis paper that a bus had
plunged off the far end of this bridge in Seattle after a lunatic shot the
driver. I called Sarah, who hadn't yet heard the news, even though we live
only three blocks from where the bus landed after its 50-foot
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