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Confessions of a Closet Redneck

I’m a closet redneck. I like my grits drenched in butter and my chicken heavily fried. And whenever I get in the car to run an errand, I switch the dial to country music. I love songs about the real-life, down-to-earth truths of human nature. There’s the heart-rending one called “Who’s That Man?” about the divorced guy who drives by […]