SmokeLong is the Viper Room of flash pubs. It's the velocity candy, the tote bag, the kind of place I cruised by in my second hand Smart, taking notes, watching and waiting. And then, suddenly, out of nowhere, they send a car. Can I bring my dog?, I ask and they say sure, because they're cool about these kind of things. So me and my dog get to go to SmokeLong with a story in tow.
Roll the dice. Pass Go. Take two steps left. Go straight to Oz.
Delighted to be a part of it.
Am going to take the rest of the day off and spend it reading from cover to cover, walking around in circles and staring out of the window, stunned.
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