Love, Peace, and Taco Grease: How I Left My Abusive Husband and Found Guy Fieri
Guy Fieri allowed me to ask: who do I fear noise and brightness for? Who do I fear food for? And he gave me the answer: I fear it for myself.
Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives.
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