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“Fuck barcodes man” and “14 songs 23 minutes” are among the more coherent of the cryptic messages scrawled on the cover of Red Aunts‘
"I live in D.C. and want local news."
"I believe in local journalism."
"Y'all are doing real local D.C. journalism."
"Washington City Paper has made me feel like I am part of the D.C. community."
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S A T U R D A Y
“Fuck barcodes man” and “14 songs 23 minutes” are among the more coherent of the cryptic messages scrawled on the cover of Red Aunts‘