Exposition
I used to dream of what it would be like to have my grandmother in my life in some way beyond a biannual trip to her indoor flea market on Lancaster Avenue in Fort Worth, Texas. We rarely visited her house, so I can only remember one with any kind of clarity-a screened in porch, the white paint was chipping off all over, and it smelled
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I really enjoyed the shape of this, your approach held me throughout!
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