Chaosynthesis | Tommy B. Smith | Substack

“Hey, man.” A young man in a red hoodie spoke to me. He sat on the ground with his back to the exterior wall of a gas station off highway 69, near Muskogee, Oklahoma. On my way out of the station, he repeated himself. “Hey, man.” Then he went on to ask, “Where’s the tree?”

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