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 “Hey Darlin’” sends warmth down my spine. I am home and feel loved by the stranger who did not make eye contact with me as they greeted me. Grease thickens the air.  *** The air outside is stiff, muggy, and angry. This environment should welcome no one. Yet, the cicada’s song, sticky southern summer heat, […]

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