That winter, all the plums froze. All the peaches froze and all the cherries froze, and everything froze so...
My breath’s the wind’s breathless down-stroke hasty claw like the gnarred finger of juniper just now clambering for a...
1997 Business boomed. Optimism was shooting up everywhere and bursting into flower. Music was jocular. Sport was effusive....
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