Dreams

The air was thick check here sweet with the smell of whiskey and the sound of a fiddle cut through the listeners like a knife. Sarah, fresh off the bus from Oklahoma, stood at the corner of this honky tonk, her heart beatin' like a drum to the music. She clutched her guitar loosely, its worn wood wa
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