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Green Man

[by Ellen Denton] The Claremont Public Library was housed in a venerable, old, stone building, the nicest one in the city. An only child, a nerd, and a friendless reject in general due to walking with a drag-and-lurch limp, I’d spent many a childhood hour reading in the comforting embrace of its inner rooms, or in […]

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