Clinton, South Carolina, Thursday, June 4, 2020, 8:54 a.m. This morning I’ve been thinking about significant things I learned from obscure sources. For instance, my highly detailed views on various shades of color derive from very large boxes of Crayolas. “Well, it’s like navy blue, but I think it’s really closer to midnight.” Also, I …

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