The Lonesome Buffalo (part 4)
The bus arrived in Little Rock at 2:00 am. The bus driver announced over the intercom that there would be a 2 hour layover. I took my guitar, a 1957 Gibson ES-225, and made my way off the bus. As I entered the bus station, a little old man walked up and said, "Let me play your guitar!" I gave him the meanest go-to-hell look I could muster and told him to get the fuck away from me. He walked away. I pulled fifty cents from my pocket, bought a cup...
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