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Friday, February 14, 2014
Gifts From Above
The process is deceptively simple. Rain falls from heaven and enters the ground, and from there, into Humulus Lupulus. From this humble plant it enters the flower as it grows. Beer is made from the hops and (of course) we drink it with reverence. It's proof God loves us all.
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