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road trip: Don’t ever tell a Southerner to ‘squeal like a pig’

In the ladies' guide to the apocalypse by summerburkes0 Comments

March 24, 2007 – Memphis, still

Something else we forgot about the Mid-South: Sunrise, when whatever the name of those birds are that swarm the trees like bats under a bridge all wake up at the same time and start chattering. Not chattering, really — much more of a gossamer noise — like all the stars in the universe falling at once, or the sound lightning bugs would make if they could talk.
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