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An Hour in Dairy Queen

By Tess Jewell-Larsen The door opens with a slight push of the hand, easy enough for a child to open, but not so much the wind could budge it. Sweet and savory scents waft towards the nose, with a faint … Continue reading

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Dairy Queen is the place to be…

The smell of waffle cones fills the air. It smells like Disneyland. Main Street, USA, to be precise. A father and daughter eat in silence. Well, the daughter eats. She puts a fry in her mouth. The father absent-mindedly pokes … Continue reading

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