Scout describes it as an old town, it was a tired old town when she first knew it. In rainy weather the streets turned to red slop; grass grew on sidewalks, the courthouse sagged in the square. Hotter than a black dog suffered on a summer day; bony mules hitched yo hoover carts flicked flies in the sweltering shade of the live oaks on the square.
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