By James D. Ward
'Twas a balmy summer evening and a goodly crowd was there that well nigh filled the Starbucks down at the Courthouse Square. The place was full of lawyers and a judge or two seeking out a late' or other tasty brew. Conversation and stories, some might call them lies, flowed between the folks dressed up in suits and ties S...
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