| Ever wonder if our species’ development is guided by a greater intelligence? Or if your goofy-looking neighbor is really an alien on an assignment of global scale? How much soul should one be willing to swap for a little comfort? Who wants to trade for a baloney sandwich? Stan Davis ponders this and more throughout his day as a white laborer on an all-black crew in the Deep South. Shoved from the nest at 19, the bright but indolent son of luxury struggles to make his way in a world of country… |
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