August in southern Illinois is not for the faint of heart – or the poorly hydrated. The tomatoes are splitting on the vine, the cicadas scream like tiny chainsaws in the trees, and the air feels like someone left the soup pot on. Still, somehow, this month holds a wild, golden magic.
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