Shear Avoidance
How I Tried to Escape Reality and Ended Up Buried in 99 Sheep’s Worth of Fleece
My newest “hobby” started like so many of my misadventures do, with a casual remark made over a basket of tortilla chips, at El Guero Mexican Restaurant and Cantina in Lenox.
I was having dinner with my fella Josh when we noticed his friends, Lincoln and “Baby E,…
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