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Circle Food Store, 1938 No more uniforms for sale. No more produce. Old broken down girl. Like the city itself. Maybe you will rise up. Restore your former glory. Maybe you will make us believe In a once a future … Read More

Patrick and I stand on the bank of the canal. “Keep an eye out for ‘gators,” I say. He believes me that an aligator might climb right out of the canal. But… who knows what lurks under its smelly, dark … Read More