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Carolene Kurien A Confession I am a bad horse. I neigh and hoof my way into the houses of neighborhood husbands and commission myself for rides to know straddle and buck. Some say my mane is the color of the death beyond death. Some say it’s best to avoid direct eye contact. I ask […]
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