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Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

I didn’t wake up so much as come to in a somewhat dingy hotel room in Nashville. The curtains were shut but a line of bright sun made it past one edge. I could hear two snores, one that was definitely Flip and another one from the floor beside the bed.

I could also hear the sound of my pager beeping very quietly from somewhere.