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Every Scar Has a Story

A Piedmont Porchlight Story The Coffee Cup was crowded enough that morning folks were waiting for booths to open up. Curtis Pope was halfway through his second biscuit. I was halfway through my second cup of coffee. Hattie was halfway … Continue reading

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