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MOLD

All that talk about damp panties leads us to the topic of mold. Mold is everywhere, nearly all the time. There is black mold and green mold and sometimes a lovely patterned combination of the two, all shiny and slippery.

Boy, is it slippery, and it creates big, slick, greeny-black areas where the endless damp and heat combine to make places where a person can easily slip and fall down, like I used to do all the time, until I learned to step around the damned stuff. The North has ice that you slip and fall on, but the Deep South has mold.

It’s on the buildings, on the trees, it’s on anything you leave outside longer than a day. Clothes left outside grow mold. Lawn cushions, baskets, sneakers, and paperbacks you forgot to bring inside because you were silly enough to try and read outdoors. If you sat out in all that humidity long enough, you’d probably grow mold, too.