• Thu, Oct 20, 2022
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flashpoint 572 by don miller. In early May he assisted with logistics and media on one of the big forest fires burning in northern New Mexico. This was my son’s first battlefield action . . . charred elk lying on the scorched earth, and, on the far ridge, trees exploding into flames! a planet at war the spontaneous combustion of our exploitation (note: 572 degrees Fahrenheit is the approximate temperature at which trees will combust)
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