After an 11-year exile to Nashville, Tennessee, I finally woke up smelling Pittsburgh. I woke from dreams of flying through the Conemaugh Gap, inhaling the untouched scent of the Laurel and Cresson ...
John Tarallo is a happy person. And he seems to infuse his infectious enthusiasm and passion into everything he touches.
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