On the Midway
As he sat somewhere deep in Indiana on the side of the road beneath the awning of the unlit funnel cake stand, Andy Evans chewed on a piece of grass, evaluating his life and wondering if it was time for another change. He’d thought about his life in this way four months ago when he woke up in a trashed hotel room with the cherry of a
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