In this history - more recent than ancient - my grandfather, a rough, bow-legged man successfully farmed (not organically) on ordinary acreage, and lip-sticked women spoke the words “Mr. Atwood’s strawberries” in veneration.
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In this history - more recent than ancient - my grandfather, a rough, bow-legged man successfully farmed (not organically) on ordinary acreage, and lip-sticked women spoke the words “Mr. Atwood’s strawberries” in veneration.