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Have you ever seen the red-brown bodies of sweet potatoes spaded from the earth, each clinging to a series of roots hung with driblets and particles?
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We crept to the edge of the cliff and stared down at Lake Travis. In this alcove, out of the churn of the speedboats and pleasure craft, the water shimmered, impossibly blue.
“Didn’t you used to jump off here back when you were getting high?” Ryan said
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