Slow cookin’ you so sweet (potato)

There is a passage from Invisible Man that floats into my head from time to time, and feels me with the warm hum you get from beautifully expressive writing. On a freezing winter day the character buys three hot yams from a street vendor, and the reader melts like the butter spread liberally on them …

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