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Vincent Cox turned off the lights in his hardware store. He zipped up his black, fleece jacket and walked out into the…
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It's been nearly SIX YEARS since my internship at Warner Brothers! How time flies, right? Well, most of my memories are positive.…
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It's odd the things we remember sometimes. I was walking down the toy aisle a couple days ago, looking for something to…
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