A small woman approached the council podium and began to sing.
Portram Michaels felt a laugh push its way to his lips, but he chased it back down.
The song, as far as Portram could tell, was about the environment and five of the seven city council members looked like they would rather hear a dump truck do brake torques on their manicured front lawns.
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