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Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Leadville Belly beneath the stove


I was going to suggest that you title this story: Wagon Daze, but when I read the subtitle, I laughed even harder. Surely, most of us can identify with feeling lower than a snake's belly stuck in a wagon wheel rut (as the Greaseman used to say)

And didn't Hemingway used to hang out down there around 300 S. Main?

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