I was looking forward to writing some bits and pieces during my Western road journey from time to time, but this was not to be. For those who didn’t read the irregular story posted three days ago, I dinged myself sometime in the past and, owing to my weird pain threshold, didn’t notice for, oh, maybe thirty years or so. That is, until my leg exploded …
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