My mom and I were vigilante earth artists. There was this yard we drove by every time she took me to piano lessons, just out of our neighborhood so not really neighbors, or at least we told ourselves this.
One Fall day, when I was about 11 (cue the Milli Vanilli), we discovered that the owners of this yard had placed three stone monoliths on a raised be…
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