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Philippe slipped past his snoring father and out of the house shortly after sunrise. He wandered through the waking town. Passing by Garth’s Bakery was a favorite early morning ritual of his. The wonderful, warm smells of the bread in the oven. Today’s loaves held a hint of rosemary and thyme. Yesterday they’d been flavored with parsley and ( Read more... )

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