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A childhood belief about landscape

My crochety great aunt who my older sister and I couldn't stand used to live next door. To try and stop her from coming over, my sister used to make me dig holes for her to cover with leaves in the hopes that she would fall down one never to be seen again. I guess our depth perception was lacking because these traps were about two feet deep maximum. However, me sister would order me to stop digging periodically and feel the bottom of the pit to make sure it wasn't getting warm, as our mother had shown us a Time/Life book with a picture of the center of the earth and we didn't want to spring a geyser of hot molten lava.

— albertine

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