Dreams of Dust Bowls and City Schemes

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

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