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DELIVERANCE
It was a welcome return to the creature
comforts of American life. Weary of instant oatmeal and peanut butter sandwiches, we
headed straight for a place called "Fat Freddy's" and ordered up everything
from seafood to spare ribs.
"Where you all been?" asked our friendly waitress. We tried to explain. "I
thought you'd probably been in Russia. You've got that glazed look in your
eyes," she said.
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