Hurricane (Still) Bears Your Name
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On the eve of my daughter's wedding in the city of dust and fog, I dined with my mother at her house with its paradisiacal gardens. I refrained from tasting the desserts because I would be making a social appearance the next day and didn't want to look so overweight. It was a sunny summer day. Radiant at eighty-five, my mother blessed the food and, ringing the bell, presided over the table, while small birds with red and yellow breasts dipped th…
On the eve of my daughter's wedding in the city of dust and fog, I dined with my mother at her house with its paradisiacal gardens. I refrained from tasting the desserts because I would be making a social appearance the next day and didn't want to look so overweight. It was a sunny summer day. Radiant at eighty-five, my mother blessed the food and, ringing the bell, presided over the table, while small birds with red and yellow breasts dipped th…
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