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WARM BED MY DESTINATION
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SOME FOOL ON A HIGH HORSE
They slid the new tasting room a stone’s throw from the Girard Street El stop. It seemed convenient enough. I have to hop on the El to get back to the regional rail line. So I can stop in and enjoy a quick pint of porter. Since I’m not quire there; further lubrication is warranted. No one is there. I can get a pint and a glass of water before traveling home. Talking to a bartender who moved from Texas. He was bored and hoping for more business. A few tanked up tourists drift in as I am finishing up my pint. I bid adieu. The El is waiting and I’m properly lubed for the long rides home.
Homebound on the El
stumbling thru the turnstile
impatiently waiting
avoid zombies and scammers
warm bed my destination
