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| Brandon 1st Blood, Part 2 | Bikes, Blues, and BBQ It's a bike rally in Fayetteville, Ark. Now as much as I dislike Arkansas I just had to go and I'm happy I did. Dixon(the main street, long as hell) was lined with bikes of all varietys. Choppers, hogs, crotch rockets, Shit people had thrown together for the hell of it. Some of the best blues I've ever heard in my life live on stage. BBQ'ed everything, and I was old enough to hit the clubs that line Dixon hile I was there. It was so mind blowingly awesome. Bike after bike cruising the strip while so many more lined it. WOW!
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| Brandon 1st Blood, Part 2 | I'll never do it again. I was so nervous and antsy that I got aggitated and almost ripped into a group of people for standing on the sidewalk of all things. But when I managed to stay calm the bikes and music were some of the best I'd seen and heard in a long while. I think I'll stick to cards on the kitchen table and homemade chow for a little while. But it was really cool.
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