Squeezing a living out of a condemned local newspaper had its perks. Ignore the skeletal budgets, the sclerotic staff, and the flagrant inability to pay the harried photographer a sandwich wage. To outsiders, this local newspaper remained a storied institution of stability and truth.
By outsiders, I mean that cadre of visitors and callers to whom we, the glorified copy-pasters of press releases, playfully referred to as 'nutters.'
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