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Flowery language a redneck can understand. Heat and jazz

and booze I feel I need the oysters now.

your words so carefully and they mesh to make a small painting.

A moving painting

beautiful as always.

I love the "writerly ghosts still tipsy at the bar"

that image alone wrapped it up for me.

I can hear the trumpet and smell gumbo

I'll meet you there

: )

thank you