Growing up in South Dakota, Coldmoon had loved the hot, dry summers. But Miami was a different beast entirely. Here it was, just turning April, and already every day seemed hotter than the last. It was so damn humid that your body, in a futile effort to cool down, would get drenched with sweat that wouldn’t evaporate. And the sun didn’t come at you gently, like it did in the northern latitudes, but hammered straight down on you mercilessly, like a white - hot frying pan over the head.
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I’ve always liked the West. Florida is too flat. And too green. ”
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You’re an iconoclast — and you enjoy being one.
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“A lie is a lie, even in Lakota.” “On the reservation the elders had a saying — the only person worse than a liar is a hypocrite.”
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Perhaps, growing up, you heard the aphorism ‘It takes a thousand voices to tell one story. ’ No — this story will be told a different way, with different voices.

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