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Monday, July 27, 2009
I4: Indigo
Already, she missed summer. The shining lumps of red and yellow and green-zebra tomatoes, the exuberant, strapping corn, and the sensual indigo of eggplant. It was only November, and she felt as if another summer would never come.
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