In the bus terminal at 5:30am, reading Addicted, by Zane. Here's the first sentence that I cut and pasted off of Amazon:The first time I ever laid eyes on Jason, I thought he was a junior-mack-daddy-wannabe that probably sat around on a Commodore 64 computer drinking grape Kool-Aid out of a peanut butter jar while watching Good Times.
What she likes about Atlanta—lots of different kinds of people. She was born and raised there.
Her book would be a cookbook.
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