I stand in the aisle to make room for all the meat in this freezer. My arms are extended out in “Y” formation to clutch the cold bars, holding my stance steady as the vessel lurches and rumbles under my feet. Sticky skins wick with delight. Even above the crying baby I hear the story […]
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