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Corn Fields Already Glue Themselves To A Yellowing Future

If you lean slightly left while facing the sewage plant then that view of Ohio could be back in the 18th century, there's even a long cabin resurrected from somewhere else and replanted here. The Wright Brothers palatial home is now maintained by the State, the 'flyer' hangs in a museum built upon an old Shawnee village. The 'hood' nearby litters itself and craps on the once well-to-do houses; it's enough to make an old Indian cry. Time meanders around an invisible clock face, even the future has one ox-cart wheel stuck a rut, while the other spins slowly on.

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