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She breathed in the fresh November air, milder than the previous year, her boots squelching in the thick mud as she pushed her pumpkin in
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She breathed in the fresh November air, milder than the previous year, her boots squelching in the thick mud as she pushed her pumpkin in

It was two o’clock. The sky was bright. The leaves lime, golden, russet brown. Everything was a mess. Twiggy, knotted, dying, living. Beautiful yet barren.