Dreams

The air was thick sweet with the smell of beer and the sound of a accordion cut through the listeners like a hot poker. Sarah, fresh off the bus from Tennessee, stood at the bar of this honky tonk, her heart beatin' like a bassline to the music. She clutched her guitar tightly, its shiny wood warm u
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