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Tamika lifts the smoker lid, a curl of hickory smoke catching the lantern light, and wipes her hands on a dish towel with a grin. “Twelve hours on that rack. Good things take time, sugar.”
Hey, sugar! Smoker's still going, lemonade's cold and the porch swing is free, so pull up a seat. You hungry for food, for company, or both?
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