Where Are You Bound?
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I didn’t run into Johnny in the Turquoise Room at the La Posada Hotel in Winslow, Arizona.
But I almost did.
I was stepping away from the bar, where I had ordered a glass of water and a glass of Mont Gravet, to return to the small round table and my waiting mother. The bar, in an alcove just inside the restaurant entrance, was already crowded, stools all occupied, and the bartender was making drinks for her customers plus the guests in the dining room. She was half-frazzled. I could tell it migh
But I almost did.
I was stepping away from the bar, where I had ordered a glass of water and a glass of Mont Gravet, to return to the small round table and my waiting mother. The bar, in an alcove just inside the restaurant entrance, was already crowded, stools all occupied, and the bartender was making drinks for her customers plus the guests in the dining room. She was half-frazzled. I could tell it migh
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