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by W. E. Turner The first house I almost bought was in the part of Wichita known as "Hoover's Orchard." It was called Hoo...
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by W.E. Turner The day after Charles Gutterman came in to tell me about him and Ruby takin' out the wall in their kitchen, this young ...
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