Feb 23, 2025
B.B. King and a Bald Guy
The grizzly 21 degrees meets you at the door with a cold, frosty mug of contempt as you leave behind the warmth and comfort of that humble abode from whence you call home, which lately has been barely a place where you briefly lay your head to rest. The rapidity with which the hours of a day pass become incredulous, the blur a mind-numbing flurry of people, relationships, and learning, all part…
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