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When I was a little bourgeoise kid in a subdivision in a dirty Ohio River suburb, I developed an obsession with salamanders. We found them by the handfuls in the window wells to our basement. I loved their slippery feel. I would allow no one to harm them. My brothers had to feel my crazed wrath only once to know I meant business. I checked the window wells the other day to see if my friends were there. I have not seen any for over 30 years. I wonder where they went. I miss them. #smallstories