Guilty or not, we should embrace our pleasures
I was sitting at a wooden two-top facing the door, working through a burger and a Diet Coke, when a couple arrived carrying the January cold in on their coats like contraband. They…
I was sitting at a wooden two-top facing the door, working through a burger and a Diet Coke, when a couple arrived carrying the January cold in on their coats like contraband. They…