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The Best Dowry

Something that’s, lost, but more was, gained, I suppose…translated… My mother had three sons and a daughter, in the countryside of the 1950s to 1960s, every time we’d gone home from a banquet, my mother loved saying to me, “Wait … Continue reading

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