Articles by Charlie Brice
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Eleven Questions Honoring the Fortieth Anniversary of the New York Times Science Page
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"...What equation would we use?..."
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Too Muchness
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"...she could have shot a Czar in 1917..."
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Pig Penned
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"...there I was jammed into a dirt pen with a 600 pound porcine..."
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The Psychotic Kitchen
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"...the writhing, wailing, whining, flesh- aggrieved, chicken carcass..."
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Waiting Room
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"...worry's weight heavy on neck and shoulders..."
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Ike and Mike
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"...She was two and a half inches taller than I..."
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Can of Worms
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"...There should be monuments to my father..."
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Nostalgia
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"...This whole megillah is so PC...."
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The Truth About Shadows
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"...she never captures a single shadow..."
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The Truth About Wind
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"...imagined the wind on a California beach, ocean roar..."
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The Truth About What Could Have Happened
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"...On the way to the bridge we pass birches, cedars, aspens, and evergreens..."
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The Truth About Curveballs
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"...All she requires is a view..."
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The Truth About Paper
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"...Never acts violated by the ink I smear..."
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The Truth About Birds
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"...let a blanket of sky swaddle me in its splendor..."
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M.Y.W.I.F.E.
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"...our first foray as a family to France..."
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My Face
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"...Could the world endure two of me?.."
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A Rising Starr
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"...Gear, he said. Fab, he said, and kept playing..."
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Failing Up
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"...some casual sit-ups, maybe a knee bend before retiring to the snack bar..."
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The Angler's Dilemma
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"...He must have lost his head..."
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On Ignorant Design
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"...Thanatos has already spread his black wings..."
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The Hearty Roar of Autumn
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"...wind that skitters leaves across boulevards and prairies..."
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Standing Against Wyoming Wind
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"In Cheyenne there were no thoughts, only wind..."
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Bring ‘Em Young
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"...Those jokers in university housing must have had a hoot..."
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Fledgling
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"...anxious people often place in others their most feared feelings..."