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Show Blue Run/52 that's what we all did that morning nor far from Stuttgart, Arkansas. Dizzy and cold before the bowl games started, we danced ourselves around the cinder block duck club-honest joy pounding in my heart I've never been sure what O.W made of my daddy-and so the Stepwells as a whole- -he plays the cards close to his chest. Maybe he felt like he had to compete with daddy-men are like that, jealous of anything with a dick. Daddy took the lead, hopping under the big grey sky on one enormous foot. I followed, Joey in tow O.W. shook his head when we followed Daddy for a second lap. "You're all crazy," he said "Good crazy," Daddy told him. "We're good crazy " |