Greeley: A Rant

So I love Boulder as much as the next granola-eating, environment-saving, fleece-wearing, outdoor-loving individual, but even I can admit that the place has a flaw.

Each time the wind blows hard and cold from the northeast, it leaves a potent harbinger in its wake: the noxious stench of cow poop.

The thing is, this isn’t really Boulder’s problem … it’s Greeley’s.

Their industry de bovine wafts southward and offends our innocent nostrils. How is that fair?

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