The Whiskey Sabbatical

I pull the nosel out of the truck and store it back in the gas pump as a thin layer of sweat collects on my forehead. Adam is paying the cashier inside the station as Pat & Joe clean the windows of our rental vehicle – a white 2012 GMC Yukon. We’re somewhere between the Grand Canyon and the White Sands of New Mexico. For someone with hyperhydrosis, it’s not the most […]

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