“For a time Dish lost all sense of what life was about. He even lost the sense that he was a cowboy, the strongest sense he had to work with. He was just a fellow with a glass in his hand, whose life had suddenly turned to mud.
He took a drink and then another and then several, and, though life remained cloudy, the inside of the cloud began to be warm.”
— Jun 20, 2026 12:24PM
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