f-yck: quiriusblack: -The snowbanks are melting, revealing what has been sleeping beneath them all winter. They are hungry. -Western Mass is a myth, they laugh. Their eyes are wide. Western Mass is a myth, they repeat. You cannot go there. No one can. -Why is that field red? The children ask. It’s a cranberry bog, …
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