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Southern legitimacy statement: I remember being 10-years old and sneaking out of my 15-year-old cousin’s house to “borrow” my aunt’s car for a late night feed at a White Castle in Florida. The Note Squatting over the pit in the rain you have one thought: Do. Not. Lose. Your. Balance. …

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Tom Walsh: Fiction: July 2021