FAIRBANKS — It’s come down to this. I need an Edward Snowden or a Bradley Manning. I need a berry patch insider, someone not afraid to leak Alaska’s most-guarded information: Where do you pick your blueberries?
A prime berry patch is worth its weight in gold (or jam or jelly or crumble), and for this reason, a good berry patch’s location is guarded more closely than the front gate at Fort Wainwright.
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