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My grandma, the fracking matriarch
[Published Grist - the Latest from Grist - Nov 28 2012]
This summer, James West and I hopped in our mud-caked rental sedan and followed the oil tankers out of Williston, N.D. On my notepad was a scribbled address, a spot deep in the North Dakota prairie, just off the shores of serpentine Lake Sakakawea, ...
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