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Letter From Tucson

From the barrio of South Tucson, the Tucson Mountains appeared clean and sharp like hammered copper on a clear morning following the equipata or winter rains, nearly the season's last; the glassy towers downtown held the sky reflected in squares of wavery unnatural blue.

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