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| Author: | andrew p |
| E-mail: | not available |
| Date: | 7/26/2006 8:14:12 PM |
| Subject: | Re: The screen door slams... |
| Message: | and Carlyn's tummy growls loudly as she breathes the scent carried on the hot summer wind...her nostrils are filled with that familiar aroma...fried seagull with taters & turnips...and burnt okra... she pauses...momentarily...then with a far-away look in her eyes, she mutters something un-intelligible under her breath...throws the mail down on the steps...and... |
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| The screen door slams... by Craig at 7/25/2006 8:03:00 PM |
at 7/26/2006 12:37:59 PM |
Re: The screen door slams... by andrew p at 7/26/2006 8:14:12 PM |
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