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The Electric Bakery, Park Falls, WITonight I wonder about
the woman who used to visit the bakery before the mill closed, the bakery with it. She picked her way down the cracked sidewalk with her cane, same time every morning. Her husband loved crullers, the clerk said, offering me a Bismarck instead. We save the last one for her. Published in Red-Eft Review, December 29, 2019 |