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Would you be my neighbor?
Kathy Bradley
Kathy Bradley
A mother and her kit stood at the very edge of the road, on a mound of red dirt that had been pulled from the ditch by the big yellow machines belonging to the county. The mother wore the usual red ruff about her neck; the baby was completely gray.
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