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Macerate a few herbs aromatic fennel, thyme, cardamom inside the fifties housewife’s head scarf before she stows away on the back of an air force drone to the old country where her mother’s slaughtering a goat with a broken Coke bottle and her father’s learning how to dog proof the Christmas tree No one’s taken off their boots in months and when she passes them the shoe horn it’s all over as soon as the landlord says “Please, no ethnic cooking” and you foolishly reply “It’s just hard boiled eggs”
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Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 9:10 PM UTC
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Macerate a few herbs aromatic fennel, thyme, cardamom inside the fifties housewife’s head scarf before she stows away on the back of an air force drone to the old country where her mother’s slaughtering a goat with a broken Coke bottle and her father’s learning how to dog proof the Christmas tree No one’s taken off their boots in months and when she passes them the shoe horn it’s all over as soon as the landlord says “Please, no ethnic cooking” and you foolishly reply “It’s just hard boiled eggs”
daniel-schoen
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Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 9:10 PM UTC
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