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      <description>I have had my second injection of the Moderna vaccine and, as of two days ago, I’m 90 percent immune to the coronavirus. As I write this, outside my window spring is on its way, and I should be feeling hopeful rather than melancholy. But after a year that has provided as much storm and stress as 2020, maybe the way I’m feeling is understandable.
I’m not quite old enough to have experienced the McCarthy era first-hand, but I’ve experienced its reverberating shock-waves all my life.</description>
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      <title>Endagered Animals of the Prairie</title>
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      <title>Texas&#39;s Changing Hill Country</title>
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      <description>The North American prairie extends from southern Canada all the way down into Central Texas. Texas’s prairie includes the Hill Country, which is a very dry shortgrass prairie and, a little farther to the east, the Blackland Prairie, a very rich, dark-soiled, temperate shrubland. The city of San Marcos sits on, and I-35 runs along, the fault line that divides those two types of prairie. Craig Taylor, our Associate Editor Zeke Taylor’s uncle, has lived outside of San Marcos and watched the area change for nearly 30 years.</description>
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