A book many will enjoy.
(I was a little premature in posting my updated cover for Ordinary Handsome yesterday… this is the real version. I don’t know what I was thinking. Overtired, I’d say.)
The big dreamers weren’t anywhere to be found in my bar that day. You know the kind, if you’ve ever been in a saloon. The big talkers who like to think they have life by the throat. If they were just a little luckier, or if fate was a little pluckier, they could improve their lot in life in a minute.
But you hear all those dreams, those half-lit ambitions, and you know they’re not going anywhere but from the bar stool to the privy, and back to their bar stool. And the drunker they get, the loftier the dreams.
Old Walt Zuckerman, who used to manage the Red & White, he always had the dream of buying himself a house…
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