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Dearfield Co. | I got some coffee at a little shop in Sioux City that was across from a fab plant where we load that might as well been meth. It was roasted at some place in Illinois and aged in some sort of booze barrel. Wife bought a bag of it and had it sent but she denies me of the privilege of drinking it since I usually act like the energizer bunny for a couple of days then crash. Good stuff had kind of a fruit taste to it. | |
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