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There’s something about the specter of armed guards in tactical gear patrolling a gas station in our nation’s birthplace that tells me things aren’t likely to get better in the United States anytime soon.
What’s next? Members of the Azov Regiment making sure no one disturbs your child’s birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese?
Witnessing the slow and inexorable demise of Philadelphia is like watching a loved one die from afar and being powerless to stop it. (more…)