Crop duster and flagman

DUSTER 3 of 14

You looked for the flagman waiting at the end of the field to guide the duster pilot into his next pass. Most flagmen were gaunt and leathery, tan as the valley soil. They seemed almost heedless of the airplane’s passage, intent only on measured plodding between rows, their mind otherwise free to dream whatever dreams flagmen dream under a broiling sun.

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