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Benny’s
In the sleepy town of Rosewood, nestled between the great green arms of the Appalachians, there was a small family diner named Benny’s. The diner was a time capsule, a slice of an America that existed decades ago; its vinyl seats, chrome-trimmed tables, and checkered floor tiles were reminders of simpler times. It was a bar where hard-working men and women came to eat and relax.
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