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We spent nine days in the July heat chain-sawing standing dead, brush-cutting an opening at the road, finding old rusty barbed wire and shaping up one of the most beautiful apple trees I ever saw. We got up at dawn and went to bed at sunset. When we got too hot we'd drive around the mountain hills in the Blue Beast with the air conditioning on. Then we reluctantly left to go home to Florida. The craving to stay really hit us bad. We had stopped thinking of Florida as home.
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