藍莓

Monica Paire

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There was a time, when I was about 12 or 13, I had an under-the-table job picking blueberries from sun up to late in the afternoon. I quit after a few weeks. It wasn't because the work and hours were too much. It was because I found out I was being cheated on my pay. It was a long time before I would eat blueberries after that.