I moved to the warm, black sand. Stretching my full length, etching my body pattern onto the sand, I let my body go heavy. With my knees bent like the legs of the crab and my palms facing the clear blue sky, I felt the burning warmth of the
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“Sooner or later, her daughter would find out for herself what it meant to live in a world that pulled the plug on the Van Peebleses.”
― We Ride Upon Sticks
― We Ride Upon Sticks
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