Don't mistake pork project for scheme
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Years ago I crossed the Arizona border into the village of Sasabe, Sonora.
The public statuary that marked the plaza was not of Father Kino, Coronado, or Pancho Villa. It was a nose-dived Cessna 182 nestled in a pile of rubble. I don’t know if...
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