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In the year of the Ant, men were crushed beneath the rubber of golf shoes and we became besotted with the whirl of the weedwhacker. In the year of the Ant, we carried food to the queen using only our mouths and were permitted to bite once a day to sate our hunger. In the year of the Ant, we made constant war against the arachnids so that we might have enough silk with which to wrap our dead. In the year of the Ant, we followed the scent trails of our fathers and grandfathers, even though a storm had blown a tree across the route. In the year of the Ant, we spun around and around in pursuit of a long-ago promise. In the year of the Ant, we were enormous-- we were many, so many, infinite in the count and flower of our mandibles; And yet, none of us--- not a single one--- thought to step on the Ant.
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Feb 1
Feb 1, 2026 at 12:45 AM UTC
Hey, Ant
In the year of the Ant, men were crushed beneath the rubber of golf shoes and we became besotted with the whirl of the weedwhacker. In the year of the Ant, we carried food to the queen using only our mouths and were permitted to bite once a day to sate our hunger. In the year of the Ant, we made constant war against the arachnids so that we might have enough silk with which to wrap our dead. In the year of the Ant, we followed the scent trails of our fathers and grandfathers, even though a storm had blown a tree across the route. In the year of the Ant, we spun around and around in pursuit of a long-ago promise. In the year of the Ant, we were enormous-- we were many, so many, infinite in the count and flower of our mandibles; And yet, none of us--- not a single one--- thought to step on the Ant.
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Feb 1, 2026 at 12:45 AM UTC
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