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“Like the mighty red, history was a flood.” “So it was, every teaspoon of sugar that was stirred into a cup or baked into a pudding was haunted by the slave trade and the slaughter of buffalo.  Just as now, into every teaspoon, is mixed the pragmatic nihilism of industrial sugar farming and the deathContinue reading “THE MIGHTY RED – Louise Erdrich”