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Part 2

But though I’d been in a big hurry during the flight, the walk down the Devil’s driveway was considerably slower. My feet were dragging beneath me and I took several pauses to consider the situation. It had been years since … Continue reading

03. November 2010 by Greg
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Part 1

I made a deal with the Devil. We’d become acquainted over many bottles of Miller High Life – the champagne of beers – at a nasty little bar near the Georgia-Florida line. At the time I met him, I was … Continue reading

01. November 2010 by Greg
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