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No. 32: HOW EFRAIM EPHRAIM CAME TO RESIDE AT THE FICTION HOUSE

by Raji Singh      Another story from my Russian immigrant great grandmother, Shelva Fiction.           We return home from our traveling sales.  The hooves of the horses pulling our patent medicine wagon, they rumble below us.  “Clip cloppity.”  Their gentle … Continue reading

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