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No. 3 “We have to walk toward that light at the end of the tunnel, and just hope it’s not a train coming.”
-Jay (A Friend From the Road) No. 2 My soul is acoustic, I thought to myself as Frank Fairfield howled and screeched out “Old Paint” through my...
No. 1 Colorado leaves a funny taste in my mouth; the taste of something that was pleasant to bite into, but that lingers as dry, gritty, earthy – a crumbling apple hidden among the juiciest...
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