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 Lance Armstrong’s bike shop. I was always a big fan, but the locals don’t seem to care much for him. Everyone I asked seemed to have a Lance story involving some relative who’d been ripped off.
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 Homeless man that I go to talking to, downtown on Congress Avenue.  He was genuinely excited that I recognized that he had the same name as the bass player of Van Halen (Michael Anthony).
 At Torchy’s Tacos on South Congress
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 One of the great vintage signs on South Congress Avenue.  True Americana.
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 We’ve done worse …
 A great concept, and with pizza next door. On South Congress Avenue.
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 Dirty Martin’s on Guadalupe Street
 Inside at Dirty Martin’s
 Inside at Dirty Martin’s
 The Stetson came home with me and I’ve worn it around Paris a few times, and on those days, everyone gets a “howdy partner”.
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