Too Close for Comfort

Taken by this bag.  Almost taken for a ride.

Too close for comfort, some say.  I was there.  In Nashville.  Watching someone very much in the food chain playing ping-pong with their dog in tow.

The siren song was relentless for days.  I tried to shake it off by checking out Frye downtown.  That made it worse.

In the end, something made me wait.  Maybe that other siren screaming at Satchel & Page…


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