George Ryan

Artist. Photographer. Entrepreneur.

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‘There is another choice: To admit that the best of any religious tradition depends on the choices its adherents make on how to live despite what their holy books “say," not because of them. "But where would that leave me?” my former self would have asked. “I’d be adrift in an ocean of uncertainty.” Yes, and...

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Our CSA share this week included these brightly colored...

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“George’s son had done his work so thoroughly that he was considered too good a workman to live, and was, in fact, taken and tragically shot at twelve o’clock that same day—another instance of the untoward fate which so often attends dogs and other philosophers who follow out a train of reasoning to its logical conclusion, and attempt...

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“We drove out to the desert just to lie down beneath this bowl of stars We stand up in the palace like it’s the last of the great pioneer town bars We shout out these songs against the clang of electric guitars You can see a million miles tonight But you can’t get very far Oh, you can see a million miles tonight But you can’t get...

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