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Green Crusader
By jeffc03 BRONZE
San Ramon, California

The rolling sand dunes stretched as far as the eye could see, reaching from the eastern horizon to the western skyline. I was in Inner Mongolia, standing on what was once lush gree...
jeffc03 BRONZE, San Ramon, California
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Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind. -- Dr. Seuss

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Warmness of the World
By youngman BRONZE
Providence Village Aubrey, Texas
youngman BRONZE, Providence Village Aubrey, Texas
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Nature's Forgotten Child MAG
By Anonymous
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A Better Alternative? MAG
By Victor Zhao BRONZE
Brooklyn, New York
Victor Zhao BRONZE, Brooklyn, New York
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Recycling Editorial
By Braden BRONZE
Wilsonville, Oregon
Braden BRONZE, Wilsonville, Oregon
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What About the Animals? MAG
By Anonymous
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America's True Crisis
By Anonymous
#1118 Hot Topics
Animal Abusers
By Anonymous
#1119 Hot Topics
Sunday 23, 2010
By Anonymous
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The Decline of Upland Game Birds in North America
By KyleMoss500 BRONZE
Charlottetown, Other
KyleMoss500 BRONZE, Charlottetown, Other
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I have congenital hunting fever and three sons. As little tots, they spent their time playing with my decoys and scouring vacant lots with wooden guns. I hope to leave them good health, an education, and possibly even a competence. But what are they going to do with these things if there be no more deer in the hills, and no more quail in the coverts? No more snipe whistling in the meadow, no more piping of widgeons and chattering of teal as darkness covers the marshes; no more whistling of swift wings when the morning star pales in the east? And when the dawn-wind stirs through the ancient cottonwoods and the gray light steals down from the hills over the old river sliding softly past its wide brown sandbars &ndash; what if there be no more goose music? <br /> -Aldo Leopold

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