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Buying Gatorades in Atlanta
There's a barbecue spot to the right of this gas station. The guy is selling it in a hundred degree weather. He's dripping sweat all over the barbecue! I pay him with a hundred dollar bill and tell him the exact change he owes me. He tells me to chill but the heat is insufferable and I just wanna leave. Anyways, Tristin claims it was some of the best brisket he's had. I thought it was dry in some parts but I can't complain since it was our first meal (and only) meal of the day.
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