amput(r)ee
Posted on October 17, 2003
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I went out for a walk one day last week and found what’s left of this tree only a street away from my house. The tree is on a street with other oaks, hundreds of years old. When you walk into this tree’s space, you feel a break in the shade — a break that doesn’t seem right. Then you look up and see why… it’s a little startling. A week later, what’s left of the tree is still standing there. It’s like someone started cutting it down, then stopped. The half-finished job is a little eerie.
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