Tiny homes for the homeless? The idea could become a reality by this winter, Salt Lake City mayor says. Taylor Stevens © Provided by Salt Lake Tribune (Rick Egan | The Salt Lake Tribune) Local architect Jeff White stands on an underused site on the west side of Salt Lake City as he holds a model showing what his tiny home community might look like, on Wednesday, March 31, 2021.
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Could a community-centric village of 400-square-foot tiny homes with access to mental health resources and other services help reduce chronic homelessness in Utah’s capital city?
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Meet math-loving fourth grader, Danny Bowman Marsh, and join us for an unforgettable story to remind us all that we do not choose our parents.
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On this episode, author Amy Parker joins us to discuss her short story collection,
Beasts & Children, published by Mariner Books, and we take a journey into her short story, The Balcony. Maybe if he acted like he didn t notice her, she d go away. Danny erased a problem in long division, concentrating on the pink rubber shavings, the pencil smear. He blew them away, erased again. He erased so hard, he bore a hole in the paper. He liked long division, liked imagining the numbers entering a little house, fitting in neatly, with the remainders confined to the roof. The door squeaked, and his mother came in, slipping a little in her high heels. She weaved between the desks. Her perfume was like a blow from a fist.