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July by Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz

July by Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz

July By Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz The figs we ate wrapped in bacon. The gelato we consumed greedily: coconut milk, clove, fresh pear. How we’d dump hot espresso on it just to watch it...

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