#ChasingNelson Reading Rosto in Texas
They say the life of a writer is a solitary one. Plenty of hours at home hunched over a desk and typing into the void. It very often can be, but somehow, a few weeks ago, I found myself inside a wrestling ring reading a short story about a Gibraltarian dish to an audience in...
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