Today’s especially sunny and there are freezing, biting breezes racing in the alleyways and down small downtown streets. I swap sidewalks to meander on the sunny-side and stop to visit the only thrift shop in town. Sitting in the coffee shop, also the only coffee shop in town, I’m settled and appreciative of the gifts I’ve come to know as necessities: a creative space to work, a cup of coffee, and music pouring into my mind from my headphones. The shop’s playing Radiohead, which is normally an absolute favorite, but I’m listening to the newest Fun. album, Some Nights, a perfectly suitable substitue. Williams, Arizona, though making its way gracefully through their slow season, is alive today. A few tourists are browsing shops, hopping trains, and probing about a rumored train robbery. The windows of a cute storefront next door are covered in brown paper–a beef jerky shop is opening up, the second jerky shop on the block. Go figure.
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