RawDog33
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He took the money and slipped it in his pocket. “This old thing? I bought it a few years ago from this old farmer down near Jeff City. I think it had only really ever been driven around the farm. Anyways, I do sound for some concert gigs every once in a while, and it helps to be able to move a lot of gear. Hence, the truck. This old chevy’s got a lot of miles but she still runs great,” he said.
Tommy turned the music back on as they pulled out of the parking lot, but not too loud. He was getting excited for the show tonight.
“So, English Lit, huh? What made you pick that? That was in my top three, actually. I’m glad I chose what I did, but really making music is just another form of storytelling, right?”
Tommy turned the music back on as they pulled out of the parking lot, but not too loud. He was getting excited for the show tonight.
“So, English Lit, huh? What made you pick that? That was in my top three, actually. I’m glad I chose what I did, but really making music is just another form of storytelling, right?”