There is a roadhouse-bar/restaurant/pool hall here in the midst of nowhere owned by an old hippie redneck-like most of us around here-who is a classic rock collector like no one I’ve ever seen-the jukebox has every rock and country tune from 1964 to the present, I swear. The place is trashy and dilapidated, dimly lit-a typical redneck & biker bar-the clientele cowboys, bikers and old hippies, the food healthy and fresh but not great, the beer and wine is cold, and all cheap-but it is worth going there just to drop a few bucks in the jukebox, pick your old favorites and jam-usually other customers will jam with you-it is a great place...
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Great description! But- are you going to tell us where "here" is??
The city, the town, the wide spot in the road, whatever??
Aside from Texas' international airports, I have been in texas one time, on a transcontinental driving trip with a European relative, and only for about 20 minutes.
Wait. I lied. I was in El Paso for 10 days after I retired, on one of my wife's business trips. Had to have been 2007 or 2008. Enjoyed it immensely, but that's a different story.
I might my find myself in Texas again, one day, and that sounds like my kind of place!