When I'm out, maybe I'm looking at the fried chicken, but I know I need to order the grilled. But I'm still from the country. I love my fried food and my neck bones and all that, too.
Our fear of hypocrisy is forcing us to live in a world where gluttons are fine, so long as they champion gluttony.
America is the sum of all our journeys as we search for our national community and our national culture.
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