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A Tap Room Tale

July 11, 2018


A Tap Room Tale

I’m sitting in an ice cold bar next to a guy I don’t know. Every minute or so the neon sign in the front window blinks. I’m on a business trip. We are at the end of street called Jansen Avenue. He knows me, sort of. He knows what guys call me. I make a […]

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