Walking back to my house, M. Boysen asks me if I play. I say yes, and he says there’s a slot open at a local showcase. I walk into the house, and there’s workmen and stuff blocked off and getting renovated. I walk into my room and it’s partially open because of the work. I walk back out to the bar and sit and talk.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Walking back to my house, M. Boysen asks me if I play. I say yes, and he says there’s a slot open at a local showcase. I walk into the house, and there’s workmen and stuff blocked off and getting renovated. I walk into my room and it’s partially open because of the work. I … <\/p>\n