Living in the American South gave Nadia Dantes an appreciation for air conditioners and beer, and forced her to develop a few unconventional methods of warding off the cold on those starry, dry desert nights. She writes about her dreams and her nightmares, and her dark, forbidden desires that she'd never tell anyone.
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When the klutzy babysitter he hired knocks over a priceless vase, Mr. Andrews takes it upon himself to punish her in the sweetest way possible.
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