“There is a temptation with a place like The Joynt to keep recapturing that Thursday night, and when you see that new frat boy whopping and slamming shots in the barber’s chair, you want to grab him by the scruff of the neck and say, Son, you are not a drinker, you are a swallower, and furthermore, get out of Henry’s chair, turn that cap around, and go sit next to that quiet fellow down there, because he has been here since 10:00 AM for the last ten years and two divorces, and that, my young friend, is drinking, and good luck catching up.”

-Michael Perry, Truck, a love story






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