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“Are you really slack-jawed over a mailman?” a gentle voice behind her said.

Startled, Amy whipped her body around, causing vertigo. Amy looked at the gentle speaker, clothed in a luxurious robe and glitter-covered mules. Holy Mother of Whomever, it was the Widow Braghorn!… ...

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I know them well; watched them grow up alongside me. Grow up, grow gray, grow weary—all hastened by escapades between those commas.

UnknownJackie and Steve Breeden live on a small farm, the vintage dream of the American Midwest. The vast fields surrounding their home have long been held by Steve’s family, but are cash-rented to neighbors who possess fresh burnished resolve.… ...

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boxedwinePour yourself a glass of Cardboardeaux, a beverage that we saw often in Quartzsite, AZ.

This minuscule berg consists of a few blocks of buildings hugging I-10, just across the CA border. It’s swaddled by vast expanses of Bureau of Land Management (BLM) sand, buttes, and scrub grass, and it’s population bulges in wintertime.… ...

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