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		<title>The Lonesome Buffalo (part 4)</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The bus arrived in Little Rock at 2:00 am. The bus driver announced over the intercom that there would be a 2 hour layover. I took my guitar, a 1957 Gibson ES-225, and made my way off the bus. As I entered the bus station, a little old man walked up and said, &#8220;Let me [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://cgnguitars.com/2010/04/02/the-lonesome-buffalo-part-4/</link>
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		<title>The Lonesome Buffalo (part 3)</title>
		<description><![CDATA[She answered. That sweet Georgia peach from the Holiday Inn in Columbus answered the phone. How did she know it was me? She talked in that smooth voice, relaxed and inviting. I listened and could almost taste the smell of her perfume, far more powerful than the pine-sol and floor wax I was actually smelling. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://cgnguitars.com/2010/03/25/the-lonesome-buffalo-part-3/</link>
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		<title>The Lonesome Buffalo (part 2)</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The day had potential from the start. It was unusually warm with a light misting rain. Gerard had taught me the odds, one in six doors you knock on will let you in, especially if it&#8217;s raining or real cold. If they will talk to you, chances are they will buy, if they don&#8217;t buy [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://cgnguitars.com/2010/03/23/the-lonesome-buffalo-part-2/</link>
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		<title>The Lonesome Buffalo (part 1)</title>
		<description><![CDATA[December didn&#8217;t go well. There&#8217;s something about the grays and browns of winter that make cold loneliness come out in full color. Christmas was bought with illegal means and the gifts had no more value than the torn paper that had covered them. I never liked Christmas holidays anyway. It was just a time to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://cgnguitars.com/2010/03/11/the-lonesome-buffalo-part-1/</link>
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		<title>Huff and Jenny (part 5)</title>
		<description><![CDATA[As a young man on the farm, Huff never even thought about it, but when he went into the Army, Huff picked up the habit of smoking. He started out with Lucky Strikes, then Camels, Kools, Winstons, Salems, rolled his own for a while, then settled down with full-flavored Generic Kings by the carton. When he talked about [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://cgnguitars.com/2010/03/06/huff-and-jenny-part-5/</link>
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		<title>Huff and Jenny (part 4)</title>
		<description><![CDATA[With his disability check and  a VA loan, Huff and Jenny were able to buy a Jim Walter home with four acres near the Air Force base in Lowndes county. Even with his bad leg, Huff could still drive a tractor, but he knew that he would never be able to farm for a living [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://cgnguitars.com/2010/03/06/huff-and-jenny-part-4/</link>
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		<title>Huff and Jenny (part 3)</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Winter came on quick that year. Everything green turned brown, everything brown turned gray, and the sky froze ice blue. The family sat around the fire place and listened to Huff read the official paper, over and over. Huff had the distinction of being the first person in his family to finish high school. He [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://cgnguitars.com/2010/03/06/huff-and-jenny-part-3/</link>
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		<title>Huff and Jenny (part 2)</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A tater diggin&#8217; crew consists of one man to drive the tractor and four to six women on a wagon pulled behind. The tractor has a scoop that pushes the taters up onto a conveyor line. The women grab them, shake the dirt off, sort &#8216;um by size and stack them in crates. The work [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://cgnguitars.com/2010/03/06/huff-and-jenny-part-2/</link>
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		<title>Huff and Jenny  (part 1)</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The 1st and the 15th were Jenny&#8217;s favorite days. These were special days for Jenny because that&#8217;s when Huff got paid. Huff taught industrial technology at Hopewell High School. The classes consisted mainly of field trips to hog farms and the local wall paper factory and generous lectures on the Vietnam War. Huff was a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://cgnguitars.com/2010/03/06/huff-and-jenny-part-1/</link>
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		<title>My First Time &#8212; Video</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I was alone in a Room with her. My pulse started to Race. Swirls and Shallow breathing clouded my mind. I wanted to shout, but I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. I unbuckle her belt and wrapped it boldly around my shoulders.  My Finger-tips tingled with electricity as I caressed her neck. I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://cgnguitars.com/2010/02/10/my-first-time/</link>
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