Dreams of Dust Bowls and City Schemes

The wind howled wildly, whipping up dust devils that danced across the barren landscape. Families huddled in their homes, the sift seeping through cracks and crevices like a relentless tide. The click here once fertile soil had turned to parched earth, offering little hope for growth. It was a scene of desperation, but even in the midst of this rui

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