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And the People Were Always ‘Good’

The bombs imploding on the sidewalk knocked me off my feet. I stood and shook the fresh made sand from my palms and walked into Mr. Tom’s Grocery. “Hi George! How are you this fine day?” I raised my voice above the thundering outside “Just fine Tom! How’s it going for you?” “Pretty good. Anything… Continue reading And the People Were Always ‘Good’