"Deeeeeessssperado. Why don't you come to your senses?"

The Eagles song, by way of Clint Black, Johnny Cash and now Grace Hanadarko, bounces off cinderblock walls and swirls down the dim, nondescript stairwell, husky and full-bodied like a fancy stout.

"You've been out ridin' fences, for so long now. Oh, you're a hard one...Boots scuff the ( Read more... )

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