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Son of a Peach

The donut - and here I’m spelling American - direct from the Airstream on 1st Street.

People lining up in their Sunday best.

Pregnant bellies and couples married to a bore. The nurse in powder blue.

There wasn’t any lemon and sugar on it, just cream cheese icing, cinnamon, warm spiced peach compote orange-y on top.

And a smear of honey butter.

One fork and you’re out.