With this he pivots and stumbles away down the
old stone
halls of the shop, as generations of his family's menfolk have stumbled before.I follow, and we stop before what Americans would call a cooler, in which Americans might store bottles of
beer to toast the thrill of being alive after they've white - water rafted or parked an SUV atop an unclimbable finger of rock in the painted southwestern desert.
It is at once a vibrant, fresh faced young girl sitting at an expensive restaurant table, and an
old tart that gets dolled up for a Saturday night at the
beer hall.