5:00 am Telluride, Town Park I’m half asleep, disorganized and rummaging blind at the outer margins of the tent, trying not to wake Sharon. Everything I touch seems to be some variation on a pile of clothing, some piles damper […]
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It was pouring and the forecast was for rain all evening, but Anna and I were committed. I’d sold her on the idea of going to see Bob Dylan, in spite of her avowed lack of desire to do so […]
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