EAGLES: Fly Me, I’m Vacuous

We’re three hours on the road and four hours from Manhattan, and my fingers are already calloused from punching the AM radio buttons, striking them with a fury usually reserved for lonely candy machines that gobble change at deserted subway stops.

November 1, 1975
John Milward

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