“It was that kind of day,” he thought. A Southern August summer day,
hot and sticky. Walking outside was like trying to walk against a river
current. The very air resisted you. He grabbed a black handkerchief out
of his …
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“It was that kind of day,” he thought. A Southern August summer day,
hot and sticky. Walking outside was like trying to walk against a river
current. The very air resisted you. He grabbed a black handkerchief out
of his …