Chilly and blue, like the sky, the balmy air bent the palm trees. It’s astounding an accident hasn’t happened yet. Fast-moving cars turn out of the drive-through and nearly hit the others. They navigate traffic while rumbling hogs, chased by flame details, motor by. I’m sitting underneath a red neon cowboy hat. Though it’s the location of the original A…
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