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tough guy poetry and manly stories of loneliness
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November 29, 2009

This is a prickly pear cactus on Rusty Sunshine’s spread. I picked a box full and brought them to the bar. Paul, owner/chef at the Tee-Off, grabbed one and tried peeling it with a potato peeler.
“Careful. It’s full of tiny spikes,” I warned. He said his hand was tingling for the rest of the night. The fruit is red and the size of an avocado, and has tiny nettles in clusters across the skin. He did not give thanks to me.

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