It’s 4:15 pm and I expect to hear the yells of, Peng, our wheel-barrowing creole bread and bun salesman any second now. Oh, there he is! “Paassin tru. Creole bread and bun. Anybady kyan buy. Mi no pasial, Mi no racial, Anybady kyan buy!” [...]
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