The Bread Line
The Bread Line Bread lines on sidewalk cracks start and end with silent smugglers. Queued, ranks of worker ants scurry to moist nests in fissures, valets to white-rice eggs, nothing matters but next. Ants begin with burdens larger than their bodies. When something needs doing, she does it – skirting roadblocks, swerving to avoid gridlock. […]Read more "The Bread Line"