My mother's friend, Kathy, came into town, and to show her some Good Times the Nashville Way! my father decided to take us to eat at The Bluebird Cafe. The Bluebird Cafe is a dank, dingy little restaurant that attracts live country music and its followers in droves. I squeezed on to what I hoped to be a discreet stool in the back. I glanced around
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