The Cello Maker's Apprentice
The town I live in has four hundred people and one stop sign, and both of them have been there longer than me.
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The town I live in has four hundred people and one stop sign, and both of them have been there longer than me.
The gravel in the drive-in lot had gone soft with grass.
The voice comes through the wall every Tuesday night.
I've lived in Crescent Beach for two years now, and I can tell you exactly what winter is like here.
The conference had hit the wall around hour four of day two.
I walked into The Rusty Spur at seven forty on a Friday night and I knew before the door closed behind me that something was off.
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