By Arlene F. Montevecchio The bright white sheets were crisp and comfortable as an industrial-sized fan blew nearby, shielding me from the sweltering sun. A red hibiscus tree beckoned from the balcony, but I couldn’t crawl […]
By Arlene F. Montevecchio The bright white sheets were crisp and comfortable as an industrial-sized fan blew nearby, shielding me from the sweltering sun. A red hibiscus tree beckoned from the balcony, but I couldn’t crawl […]
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