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Local and handcrafted holiday shopping guide
By Stephanie Conway Fayetteville has many talented artists and a thriving art scene which is embraced by the community. Fayetteville also has unique local businesses that offer a variety of
The Happiest Place on Girth
By Amy Alkon I started taking medication that makes me fat — about 80 pounds overweight, which is a lot on a 5’7” female frame. Cutting calories and exercising will
Original Still on the Hill Reunite!
“The creativity and originality of these two blows through the stale air of singer-songwriters like a gale of genius.” — Rich Warren, Sing Out! magazine The original four-piece Still on
Gifts: Giving & Giving & Giving Some More
Esoteric Astrology as news for the week December 6-12, 2012 We’re in the season of gifting, a holiday ritual that, for some, brings terror (What do I give? Who am
Hear Me Roar
“It bothers me that the author takes it upon herself to criticize feminism but obviously doesn’t know much about it if she thinks that feminists didn’t pop up until the
Child Migration Revisited in “Orphan Train”
Staff Report One of the largest child migrations — more than 250,000 children between 1854 and 1929 — happened right here in the United States. Children boarded trains in New
Hope During Labor Class Injustice in Billy Elliott
Staff Report Billy Elliot the Musical plays out amid the turmoil of the 1984 coal miners’ strike in Northern England, one of the darkest times in modern British history. As
Ska and Charity Make For Funky Holiday Sound
By Terrah Baker When 18 local and professionally-trained musicians come together under the Fayetteville Ska Alliance for one holiday album, the result is fun, festive and one well-orchestrated musical production.
Food for Fees Feeds
Staff Report The Fayetteville Public Library’s Food for Fees program donated 3,400 pounds of food to the local Cooperative Emergency Outreach food bank; close to 1,000 lbs. more than last
Making Ripples
Adventures Against Take-Out Containers By Amanda Bancroft It was a cold winter day, and the smell of coffee drew me inside the café area. Past the bookshelves, the greeting cards,