The Distant Joke
The delta water rose high enough to swallow the lower steps of the dissenters' meeting house, turning the boardwalk into a slick, floating runway where the market women balanced their baskets on poles that dipped and rose with the current. It was a day of open skies and heavy air, the kind that pressed against the eardrums, and the town went about its business of moving goods from boat to barge...
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