Utopia's False Promise
a soft critique of human imagination's downfall
I dug a one-meter square hole in the earth in college for a summer archeology practicum. It was on an old farm near Boston. The locals drive by it without realizing what went on there in the nineteenth century (a utopian dairy farm, a Civil War training encampment, and a small German orphanage). My muddy hole t…
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