Tamara Jones: Planned communities thrive on pleasant predictability, and over the course of nearly 50 years now, Reston has embodied this philosophy in discreet, neutral tones. By tacit agreement or explicit covenant, anything upsetting Reston's natural balance is typically recycled curbside, donated to a worthy charity or enrolled in soccer camp for the summer.
But then something let out a howl.
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