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A Different Kind of White Wedding

We're not sure how long it worked, but the jig is up for a somewhat ingenious man using an Athens bridal shop as a distribution center for crack destined for the northeast Georgia market. We're struggling to picture how it all went down. Were crack dealers parading in and out of the store among brides and their entourages? Was that odd? Is there a market for one-stop shopping for wedding attire and 'refreshments' for the reception? We've been to some strange weddings, but not that strange. No judgments, though: it is the bride's day. [AJC]