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January 7, 2016

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Mud Pies

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I used to make mud pies as a kid.

In fact, I even had my own mud pie store. It was located right beside the garden water tap underneath the arbor.

You could easily afford to buy my home made mud pies. I sold them for next to nothing.

I may not have made much profit from this enterprise, but the benefits provided by my pie store were great.

As a child, I was never sick. I was healthy as a mud pie.

In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.

Margaret Atwood
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  1. joelle fourcroy
    Jan 11 2016

    Une histoire de tarte à la boue d’enfance où patauger dans les flaques ou tripoter la terre , en mettre partout sur soi est un jeu d’insouciance . Elle manque aux adultes qui galvaudent les mots , les violences en ayant perdu leur enfance. Merci Carlos pour ce frais récit, cette petite fille est trop mignonne .

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