Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Beauty In The Eye of...

Any bar that's a real bar has her over the cash register. This bar has had her there since the 70's and I'm sure my cigarette smoke is part of the layer of grime that coats her.

I don't know if she has a name or if each bar names her themselves. I just know that at 12:09 on a Sunday night, sitting at the bar alone and recapturing the weekend's highs and the lows of perseverance and loneliness, how reassuring it is to see a voluptuous woman command such respect and radiate such beauty.

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