Derrick Z. Jackson
THE BURNING issue was the thin ice encrusted on the boulders. The rocks were half-submerged in a small stream at the foot of the White Mountains in Maine. Ribbons of water swirled around them, propelled by two days of nonstop rain. (Full article: 808 words)
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