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"And backbreaking labor," she told herself, "Buddha smile on me. Don't let me marry a farmer."
The Torayamas ate their night meal. Sanko smiled at her mother. The mother smiled and sipped from a bowl of bean soup. They both looked at Chi holding a sugared sweet potato between the chopsticks.
Sanko sensed a whiff of fertilizer and heard a knock at the door. She opened the door, and Chi
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