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The scene. The cold eggs. The coffee. All so common, and yet, not a movie set. The pacing here deadly. The people and their scattering. Their remoteness and attachment at the same time. All said in a shoulder squeezed, their tattered lives. Really great writing. So appreciated your touch. The loss on those plains and in streams. So real. DefinitlThanks for this, Tonya.

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Thank you, Connie! I'm so glad you liked it.

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