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They came down from the far north, their work done. Months of hot, hard, sweat-soaked work: done and out-of-mind. Pockets lined, spirits high. Ready to bust out and party. Six months of party. That was the deal. Their time, their reward, their perfect life.
Waiting for them, in the city, a woman for whom it was both enough and a feast. She waited, this year, as in all the past years, her heart bursting with defiant love and hope. Never mind the losses.
Their reward, their dream, their perfect life. Until time dealt them the blow it had long booked them. See it, Ray Lawler's brilliant pl |
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