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The land is level in every direction, the surface burn, charred, a piece of toast blackened under a broiler. The fire is out but the air is charged with heat. The plane sluiced through a cluster of trees and dug itself into the earth.
— Feb 22, 2020 09:28PM
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Feb 22, 2020 09:50PM
So many eyes stare at Edward that the scene looks like a Picasso painting: hundreds of eyeballs, and then a smattering of limbs and hairstyles. An old woman reaches out to touch his hand as he passes. “God has blessed you. “
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