My Day at The Masters - A Tour of the Finest Public Bathrooms in Augusta, GA - jason (r) anderson
You have to enter a lottery to even get a chance to buy tickets to the Masters. My Dad has entered every year for the last twenty years and never hit. Until this year, when a woman wearing a sundress and white gloves, cradling a manicured toy poodle in one arm, reached into an upturned homburg hat and pulled out More ...
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