Reaching old goals

[vconaway]

It was late February, 2008, and I was drinking beer on a sidewalk in Sicily. My companions were two other street performers and none of us had been having any luck in Syracuse. The conversation turned, as it inevitably does among buskers, to places that had been good to us. My one companion, whose name I don't remember but who did some pretty great

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[horsetraveller]

Boats!