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Lauren Groff Reads “To Sunland”

The New Yorker: The Writer's Voice - New Fiction from The New Yorker

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The Lady Said, I Don't Believe I Know You, Ma'am

The driver stopped in the aisle and looked down at the lady's face for a long moment. At last he said, grave ly, i don't believe i know you, ma'am. And kept going to his seat at the front. She opened her very tiny purse and took out a tin of lozenges inside violet candy. Since jonie and butty had both eaten onions on their burghers, they took one candy apiece. Tastes like lickin a plaster wall. Jonie: "I'm mighty envious of you going off to age"

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