How Tuning Out Old Memories and Tuning In WRICH Radio Moves You

I hate Austin.

Someone at my high school had the same name as the old wrestler, but had nothing to do with Austin, Texas. I wonder if good old Austin had a heartbeat. He’s long gone and now I’m tuned into WRICH Radio and living in Brewington, drunk and higher than the frequency of my dreams. Yes indeed, I’m hearing the music. Maybe one day you’ll find my book of lyrics, Austin. Stay tuned!

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