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Canning Navy Beans in the Age of Polar Vortex Revenge: A True Dayton Horror Story
Read more: Canning Navy Beans in the Age of Polar Vortex Revenge: A True Dayton Horror StoryIt’s January 14, 2026, and tomorrow’s forecast says tomorrow’s low is -8°F with wind chills flirting with -25°F. My chickens are already doing that puffed-up penguin waddle, feathers fluffed to maximum floof, staring at me like I personally ordered this arctic apocalypse from Amazon Prime. They’re huddled under the heat lamp like tiny feathered survivalists,…
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The Weeping Woman of La Llorona Creek
Read more: The Weeping Woman of La Llorona CreekTexas-Mexico borderlands, 1800s, a legend older than fences, tied to a river that still whispers her name. The river remembers her cry. On the border where Texas and Mexico come together, when treaties were not made to draw boundaries, families lived by meandering creeks shaded by mesquite and cottonwood. The Rio Grande was not a…
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That line—“all you do is sit at home”—is one of the cruelest little lies this culture tells, because it erases time. It erases labor. It erases history.
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From Farm to Lab: How America’s Food Was Engineered Away From the People
Read more: From Farm to Lab: How America’s Food Was Engineered Away From the PeopleAmerica’s food system didn’t change by accident. Local farms were replaced by corporate processing, lab-assisted ingredients, plastic packaging, and big box distribution—all in the name of profit, shelf life, and control. This article explains how we got here, why it matters for families, and what food literacy really means today.
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Don’t Touch My Hair – A History Carried in Strands
Read more: Don’t Touch My Hair – A History Carried in StrandsOur hair carries memory, rebellion, and survival — each strand a living archive of our ancestors’ resilience. When people ask why Black women don’t like their hair being touched, they rarely understand it’s about history, not vanity. It’s about centuries of ownership and objectification, about reclaiming what was stolen — our right to be seen…
Wicked Grim Stories
Wicked Grim Stories 