traci matlock

It is not always possible to open.
Sometimes you must be bitten open.

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I bought this peach from the children who live next door. $1 for three.
They picked them from their backyard tree.

The next day I looked in their backyard from the upstairs window:
a two-foot tall pile of peaches rotted in a triangle near their garden.
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