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…e were walking down the road, where the lean white tiles gradually changed to stones and raw earth. The earth smelled of yesterday’s rain and fresh grass. Chirruping grasshoppers leaped from blade to blade, and buzzing bees flew over the yellow cores of …
Nevena Pascaleva
Gerald Washington
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