We stopped in Asheville because I’ve never been. Woody probably hasn’t either but he doesn’t talk about the past as much as I do. We were headed to a cafe on the sort of street where stores leave water bowls out for dogs. He was testing each sample.
I was thinking how great it is, that he knows those bowls are for him. How he knows he’s allowed to pull …
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