redtentwomen posted: "July 3, 1954. She sat alone at the end of the counter while noise and laughter rose and fell around her. She hardly noticed the soda placed in front of her by the waitress with the sweet Southern drawl. While she was trying to hold onto hope, sadness sett"
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My mother loved perfume and I vividly recall many of her chosen scents that waft...
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