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At dusk we set out.\u00a0 Pink, purple, and orange hues embraced us promising some relief.\u00a0 The heat of the day was exhausting.\u00a0 Dust clouds from the passing cars caked our lungs forming a loamy spittle that splashed into our hands every time we covered our mouths to cough.\u00a0 It was only polite; mom had at least taught us that much. \u00a0 We kept marching on, kicking gravel to pass the time, ignoring the heat long enough to take another step wondering how we got this far on a day like this.<\/p>\n

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At dusk we set out.\u00a0 Pink, purple, and orange hues embraced us promising some relief.\u00a0 The heat of the day was exhausting.\u00a0 Dust clouds from the passing cars caked our lungs forming a loamy spittle that splashed into our hands … Continue reading →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"yoast_head":"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n