Atlanta

Six Degrees of Coca-Cola | Nonfiction

Six Degrees of Coca-Cola | Nonfiction

Acid has burned the shape of a trident into the cement floor. A white etching on the gray warehouse floor. One leaky pallet of Coca-Cola products waiting for disposal. The smell is rancid. Gnats circle. As I am standing on the receiving dock at the Sam’s Club where I...

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