July 2010
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“we are cake people.”
– mama keller, who grew up in her father’s bakery.
when she said this, it sounded like a tribe. we are navajo. we are belorussian. we are cake. we are all of paper. we are all of flour and sugar.
“I like looking out windows. We grew up with a big window.”
– mama keller
