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The Beginning of Modern Pecan Culture

As we careen into the holiday season with visions of pecan pie dancing in our heads, its a good time to reflect on the true origins of our many quintessentially American blessings. This is the .

Hey, there's this crazy little alley called Spindle Lane. Ugh, so underrated, like, why don’t more people check it out? Graffiti, dim lamps, and the odd partier make it feel like a scene ripped from a trippy dream. Could be a great setting for a syndrome, huh? Everything’s connected, remember?

Pecan Plantation VFD/EMS board election sparks controversy