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Vol. I · No. 1Prolonging the Slow Death of NewspapersEst. 2026

Kids Gone, Kids Gone Wild

Reid Forgrave: By 9:30 a.m., the streets and cul-de-sacs and perfectly manicured lawns in the Bartlett Farms subdivision were – finally, mercifully, eerily – quiet.
American flags blew in the breeze. Brown garbage cans and green recycling bins punctuated each driveway.
For the first time in nearly three months, this neighborhood of young families off Jordan Creek Parkway was a ghost town, bereft of the elementary-age children who had regularly ridden bicycles in the streets, played basketball in the driveways and roamed the backyards.

American flags blew in the breeze. Brown garbage cans and green recycling bins punctuated each driveway.

For the first time in nearly three months, this…

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