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My grandmère would say, "Old days, the men go off to the army. Hard time, let me tell you. They go off to die, or they come back. But if they die, we get some money from the army. If they come back, they get a job on the base. Now them little boys, they go off to prison just like the army. Like they have to. To be a man. They go off to die, or come back. But they ain't got nothin. Nothin either way."
— Mar 18, 2019 06:44PM
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Alfonso only paid attention to his own mother's face until he was about four. His moms Bettina was big and pink and freckled, with thin brown hair she always wore in a scrunchie and bangs that stuck out like antennae after she sweated. The other women in Sarrat--Fantine, Cerise, Clarette--they were vague and beige and never around. But Glorette--her skin was gold as the fake coins they gave out at Chuck E. Cheese.
— Mar 18, 2019 03:54PM
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She'd just been one of the children running in and out of the house, where Marie-Claire always had food. His daughter Fantine, and Glorette--racing the boys in the groves, the soles of their bare feet like pink shrimp. Then Fantine refusing to hoe the weeds out of the irrigation ditches, hiding in trees and behind hedges to read, always reading, grown paler and thin and narrow-eyed and hateful.
— Mar 17, 2019 06:21PM
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When Sidney came out of the taqueria and headed down the alley, he saw Glorette Picard on her knees, her back to a shopping cart parked near the fence, her face held up toward the shadows made by two wild tobacco trees that grew along the chainlink. Sidney flattened himself against the wall, holding the bag of tacos like a school lunch, and waited for the sound of a man's voice.
— Mar 17, 2019 03:27PM
