Whenever I listen to Gillian Welch's I dream a highway I go yeeeah and want a bottle of ballantine's and a hundred cigarettes. And a desperately warm summer evening, and a porch to sit and be a hundred years old on.
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Still, as someone else commented to me, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and your kind of unconventional style is attractive to me physically, whereas it might not be for another man. Any who, just throwing that out there.