Just in the nick of time, I found these glasses in the bathroom of Ombi in Nashville. Then the seven of us passed them around the table in what was a sort of ritualistic invocation of good wishes and hope.
Or maybe it was just a drunk-fest. Whatever you want to call it, it was necessary and welcome!
We all ended the night ringing in a friend's 30th birthday at an Irish bar with great live music. In Nashville. The world is a strange place, ridiculous and sublime.
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