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I'm nursing my forth cup of Smoky Russian and staring out my window.
It's one of those perfect fall days in New England, all gray skies and light mist, and I wish I had an LP player and some Charlie Parker on vinyl. A tumbler of single-malt scotch older than me would be nice as well. Hmmm.
Maybe I'll go for a walk later on and end up in a bar. The Squealing Pig would be perfect, but it would require some travel. They're probably lighting the fireplace already and the big comfy chair with the burgundy upholstery is pretty much exactly where I want to be right now.
It's one of those perfect fall days in New England, all gray skies and light mist, and I wish I had an LP player and some Charlie Parker on vinyl. A tumbler of single-malt scotch older than me would be nice as well. Hmmm.
Maybe I'll go for a walk later on and end up in a bar. The Squealing Pig would be perfect, but it would require some travel. They're probably lighting the fireplace already and the big comfy chair with the burgundy upholstery is pretty much exactly where I want to be right now.
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