![]() ![]() It's an early October night at the Sahara Lounge. There, at a cocktail table, a man sits alone except for the two cans of Pabst Blue Ribbon keeping him company. The voice – booming and deliberate – comes from the back of the bar. The band hasn't even finished sound checking and they're already being heckled.
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