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Suddenly it's 1987, and I am working in a factory up in Cockeysville and living at my Grandmother's in Republi-southeastern Baltimore County and playing in a C&W band on weekends. Oh yeah, and driving a pickup truck.
No girlfriend to speak of..
The next year I quit the factory and went to grad school, and went to Nashville to play bass at the Bluebird Cafe with a friend of mind. Painted apartments that summer...worst job, ever.
Some of the music is still pretty good, though. They just played the original Hank Williams "Your Cheatin' Heart", and there's a Loretta Lynn song up now.
I drive a VW now, and instead of one girlfriend I've got two. But I digress...
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