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Link to the explanation of this series. I watched a teenager, probably the same age as some of the students I teach, raise their camera up, thumb tapping the screen, and pan it around the cascading lights swirling around on the building in front of us. “There’s another one,” I thought. The teenager wasn’t alone….
If one deigns to walk in a park in Ohio during the winter, you will plot a course through temporary bones. You will find temporary bones reaching every which way: reaching toward the water, the sky, toward other bones, toward the ground, toward you. Your journey will not be without classification issues. There are temporary…