Copa Cabana
All the Twin Cams, Evos and Wingdings were at that "other" bar. I went here instead. Met a guy named Glenn (that may be his Huffy?) He had the smoker's cough, the yellow fingers, yellow mustache, yellow tooth in front. Cracked a High Life tall can. Had his own stool. Limped when he walked. I was in the presence of royalty. Britt, Iowa USA.
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Good on you. Respect is an unfashionable trait in these youth-worshipping times...
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