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I was sitting in a bar trying to remember how I’d got there, a smear of salt on my thumb, an empty shot of tequila sitting silently beside my beer. […]
I was sitting in a bar trying to remember how I’d got there, a smear of salt on my thumb, an empty shot of tequila sitting silently beside my beer. […]
What rolls out steady from your local jukebox ain’t close to what we had in the good old bad old days. In this town, a few decades ago, there used […]
The keg was lifted high in the air. Barry’s thick arms thrust the silver above him and it, thick as it was, juddered like no more than a can of […]