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The Road to Heaven
The dusty road meandered through small towns. Tiled roofs made each village appear red from a distance. The road wound between fields of corn and feijão, the black beans Brazilians ate daily.
We stopped the jeep when my Peace Corps site came into view. It didn’t look much like Heaven, but that was its name.