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Submitted to Contest #292
It had been almost fifty years. The younger generation didn’t even know what it was, let alone remember it. Methods to preserve it had long since been abolished or forgotten— forbidden even. Worst of all, we didn’t even understand why. They wouldn’t tell us. At first, I thought they just didn’t know either. But the older I got, the more I realized that my mother was keeping things from me. It wasn’t what she couldn’t tell me— it was that she wouldn’t. She would dismiss me whenever I asked about it anymore, like it was a trade secret I wasn’t...
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