Sitting in Starbucks this morning, updating my Bakken oil blog, with non-descript elevator music in the background. And then, "There Ain't No Sunshine..." a cover...but very good.
It immediately brought me back to 1971 and Boston. I don't know why. It was not a song we shared, but wow, the neurons are firing, taking me back to the brick brownstone..
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