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The Lowly Hybrid

Geoffrey

I cough as dust swirls up from sweeping the front step of the bakery. The smell of bread wafts out through the door, and my stomach grumbles. But I will only get a stale crust of three-day-old bread if I do a good job today.

Yesterday, I did not get any bread.

It wasn’t my fault. A mercha...

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