My mother told me about it. Trees on Main Street. All along the street. An old-fashioned-looking place, orderly and quiet. Wasn’t it pretty. Nice to walk there and shop. Then they got electricity. And light poles and street lights on Main Street. Then one night they cut all the trees down after people in town had gone to bed. The next morning people saw what the town council had done. They said the trees blocked the light from the street lamps. People were mad as hell about it, mad enough to spit. My mother was still mad about it for years afterward. She’s the one who told me about this piece
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