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You’re Four Hundred Miles From a Dentist and the Boy’s Tooth Is Black to the Root. Now Pull It With the Farrier’s Pliers.
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The boy has been crying in the wagon for two days, and by the third morning you can hear the sound he makes before the sun is up, a low grinding whimper he tries to swallow so nobody will hear him, which is somehow worse than the crying. It is early August, 1849, somewhere on […]