It was late February when the ants began to die all around me. One day I walked into my bathroom and shrieked. There were maybe 10 dead carpenter ants on the floor, their bodies curled up in tiny, black balls, and a few live ones too. One eventually made it out of the bathroom and into my bedroom. When I spotted it slowly creeping up my velvet desk chai…
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