I wandered slowly around Levy for 32 minutes at about 6:30 this morning, aimlessly, a bit like Haruki Murakami's character Naoko walks around Tokyo in the novel Norwegian Wood, except he reported nothing about her smelling bacon every two blocks.
My over-under for the Firecracker Fast 5K remains 24:30, though I returned an hour or so ago from eating a very large plastic basket full of catfish at the fish restaurant in Conway with Walt Webb. We first drove to Backwoods Barbecue in Greenbrier, but it was closed. Its new owner was inside with his son "refurbishing," said they should reopen late next week. I'm fearful.
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