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BRYSON CITY, NC
1They got me far and wide now, boy. Never thought they would have me leavin’ the state, but as the boss man said, you gotta extend your huntin’ grounds if you still wanna eat. It’s not that I was worried about makin’ ends meet—hell, I won salesman of the month 3 times last year—but Stanton was about a damn giant now and throwin’ down all the food in the house. There was havin’ a hot dog or two for supper, and then there was havin’ a package or two of hot dogs for supper. The high school football coach hated my guts for me not makin’ Stanton play—told us both he would be a shoo-in to get a full ride to UT if he would just lace them up. You can’t make a horse drink and I couldn’t make that man-child do anything he didn’t wanna do. He’d rather sit under a tree and make bir
