A person’s love of doughnuts is a profound and special ocean of emotion. The passion is such that when a girl needs a doughnut, she needs it NOW. So when the craving calls, she answers. This is why I used to repeatedly find myself (at all hours of the day/night) waiting in line with the tourists against the gold glittering brick wall of Voodoo Doughnut in Portland, Oregon. One day a handful of my college friends and I, being observant people, happened to notice the Paris Theatre next door, advertising
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