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Gui-tars and Garter Stitch

British friends and rellies thought we were mad. I thought we were mad. Hurricane one had already hit, devastating Houston. Hurricane two was limbering up in the wings, gulping steroids. Somehow we’d booked our flight to Texas for the lull … Continue reading

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