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I remember being offered a glass of squash for the first time, and upon giving my tommy tippy… more
The back door to 3 Fore Street was green, once black and once before white. The heat of summer… more
buying waffles with my Dad in a small French village and carrying them home warm to the rest… more
I remember a swarm of monarch butterflies in a pine tree at a truck stop in Georgia where my… more
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