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On Pride and the Song of the Cicadas
I was lying in my bed listening to the cicadas sing. The “Loreleis of the insect world,” as The New York Times called them that month, had emerged to “drum their compelling love song to herald yet another cycle of their amazing and mysterious 17-year life span.” It was a sound so loud and strange, it was easy to think I’d strayed out of Pennsylvania and woken up in some other world.