I have a distinct childhood memory of my Mom, yelling out the window: “Stop drinking out of that hose, right now! If you need a drink, use the other one.” To a thirsty kid, it made little sense, but eventually I understood what she was worked up about. In my hometown, we had two water systems. The first, was what we called “City Water.” It was water that had been filtered, chlorinated and purified for consumption and use in t...
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