This small town perched precariously on a promontory has been good to her. It has been her constant stage, equanimous and utterly nonplussed by the fact that she has never acted. In her incorrigibly youthful days, she worked above a barber's shop and ate her lunch underneath a sycamore tree that yawned its shade. She […]
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