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Our shabby little houses look like conjoined twins inexpertly separated. Her family’s house got the worst of the porch, ours got the sagging gutters. Read the rest of this entry »
Hot oil makes food glisten for the master and his mother and his sons. An unattractive vegetable can cost cook her job. The young girl watches while wilted greens are set aside and chicken goes into the heat. Read the rest of this entry »