A year ago to the day, Lauren and I packed our bags, rocked our Tivas, and descended into the Grandest of Canyons for a three day float down the Colorado river. Was it hot? Try 100 degrees. Was the water cold? Try 50 degrees. Was it everything I’d ever hoped for and more? Try reading the rest of this blog post.
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I can’t tell you how many times I’ve passed Dusty. You can hear his music before you see him. A soulful riff floating along the outer edges of Washington Square Park. Sometimes it greets you in the morning, lifting you out of a sleepwalking stumble. Other times it meets you after a long day on the clock, a gentle reminder to enjoy what little day you have left. I can’t help but smile when I hear Dusty jamming, and I’ve been carrying around his portrait waiting for the perfect opportunity to pay him back.
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