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Maple Bourbon Cider, and the things people say at parties that kill the room stone dead.

You know the set up – a party, lots of chat, lots of noise. And suddenly somebody says something that synchs up with an infinitesimal lull, and a sentence slices through the atmosphere like a hot knife through butter. ‚ÄúThen … Continue reading

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