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Jan 2018
The evening sky ripened and the melting
snow trickled lightly as we walked past the man selling orange and cactus and the restaurant on the corner hosting a pink and frilled quinceaΓ±era.
Deanna M Zarrillo
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Deanna M Zarrillo  Stony Brook, NY
(Stony Brook, NY)   
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