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A soft pile of colored dough rests in my palms. Sunlight slides across the surface and catches tiny streaks of
Read storyA soft pile of colored dough rests in my palms. Sunlight slides across the surface and catches tiny streaks of
Read storyThe sun slips low and the kitchen feels soft with late light. I press my palms into a small mound
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