We needed to stop for dinner. Unfortunately, we chose Denny's where the grilled chicken was chucked on the grill and smothered in butter. Photo by Ryn Gargulinski
Born in Michigan only to take a Greyhound to New York City at the age of 18. Moved after 17 years to New Mexico, after the city started feeding on me. Got goats, a dog and a job offer on the West Coast, where I dreamed on the ocean but drowned in the rain. Thus I up and moved to Tucson.
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