A Ride to My Rock and Roll Blues Cafe
Somewhere in the distance people were yelling, and some great cylinder of compressed air was being let loose in one large hiss… I struggled to open my eyes, resisting reality as it poured in in all it’s early morning bus station splendor. We were in our semi-reclined seats on the overnight express bus to Malacca, … Continue reading A Ride to My Rock and Roll Blues Cafe
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