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- Deborah Davis
- Mar 16, 2017
- 1 min read


Last night, there was a frog outside my window sooo loud I’d swear it had a microphone. It began its rhythmic croak precisely at midnight and stopped abruptly some time later when footsteps were heard on the walk.
Hours before, I made dinner, heavy on the pepper.
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