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THE WHISPERS OF WHEAT - little word studio
“I wake up every morning and say to myself, ‘Son of a bitch, I’m still alive.'” It was the farmer, John Dittlesby, who said this between falsetto snivels of his wicker rocking chair. Before that he sat in silence, staring at an upturned floorboard on the porch that wrapped a dilapidated half-circle around Dittlesby Ranch. “Well, …