

And with friends, to boot!

On a related note, I would like to mention that I love grits! But do you understand the enigma they presented to a girl growing up in Atlantic Canada? They came up now and again in books I was reading, and I imagined them as something sort of "gritty," dry and fried. The truth came as a pleasant surprise!
Note the godly light illuminating them, above. God loves grits too!
Roebling! I want grits too.
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