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October 5, 2009

Some Enchanted Place

People that live close enough to the railroad tracks to have their dishes rattle always come up with a variation on the same bit of bosh: I'm the descendant of kings! The black kids in high school would talk about the proud Ashanti warriors they had falling out of their family trees, and of course we dumb Micks claimed Kings as thick as poison ivy all over our miserable half-remembered patch of the Ould Sod. -- Sippican Cottage: Some Enchanted Place - Chapter Six, Part The Third

Posted by Vanderleun at October 5, 2009 11:01 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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