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Last Call In Butte, Montana # 2

1974 I arrived late in Butte Montana. After driving most of the day 11:45 the bartender shouted ‘Last Call’. as Gram Parsons played on the jukebox. A week ago I walked into the kitchen. A towel wrapped around my waist. No sign of Mona. Only a burning egg. A note said don’t follow her to […]