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happy hour
Woman behind the counter tells me it's happy hour at the Dairy Queen in Chillicothe, Texas, but she doesn't look happy. I imagine her colleague with the mop would rather be anywhere but here. I take my coffee black, wonder why the place is not full of lonely people leaning on bars drowning their sorrows in Blizzards, downing one soft drink after another until pain goes with memories and consciousness slips away to wait for morning when it will come again to hammer at the marshmallow wall of a hangover. But there's nobody here, nobody but me and two unhappy women working happy hour in a place with no spirits, in Chillicothe Texas, in the Dairy Queen. © Steven Schroeder
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