It’s that time of year, again. The time of year when Spring is peeking through, the rain is here and the flowers will follow, girls are putting away their sweaters and breaking out the dresses, the days are a little longer…and moods are lifting right along with the temperatures.
And if you live in or near Augusta, Georgia, the time of year has arrived when everyone and their brother begins to ask you, “Hey, can you get me tickets to the Masters?”
See title. That is when I can get you tickets.
Of the United States of America, not like President of your company, ok?
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