The Hanging Garlands of Tibby Place

Together, we make something stronger than ourselves. Duck beneath, dance above; we twist red, white and blue into a line of rope you might swing from. Maypole music. Sliced sunshine. We are dressed for the occasion: bowties and strapless dresses, polished leather shoes. Every movement matters. There’s no space here for frivolity, though it’s all [...]

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