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I still can’t look at those little pecan rolls without feeling sick…

October always reminds me of my Terror friends, but it also reminds me of Atlanta. In ’94 when I quit my job at Terror to move to Atlanta I had planned to take my dog Jessie and live in my … Continue reading

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