How Campaign Literature Nearly Killed Meby Buck Quigley |
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When I came home from work yesterday, I opened the front door, took a step into the tile entranceway, and nearly completed a backflip in the pike position after sliding across the floor on the three big, glossy, political fliers that had been dropped through the mail slot. |
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Day Two Of The DNC Was For The Birdsby Michael J. Salamone |
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On any given day on Denver, Colorado’s 16th Street Mall, you can find busy streets peppered with street performers, political activists, and religious fanatics. When you mix together those ingredients with the Democratic National Convention, you get a cocktail too potent for many Americans to swallow easily. |
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Eavesdropping at The Elmwood Festival Of The Artsby J. Tim Raymond |
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“A wedding dress is a wedding dress, right?” —Bidwell and Delavan. |