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“Whatever happened to telephone poles?” Daniel said, after Allison handed him another poster, which he palmed against a tree. She worried about this—attaching the MISSING posters to trees. She thought people would find it trashy or inconsiderate. Most likely both. She shrugged. “I guess satellites, or whatever, have mostly replaced them.” The day so far, an early morning in August,… Read more →