I camped three miles out of town and walked the dusty road in search of sustenance. The Turin Café is a place that I ate in for several days. I sought relief from the heat and dust and the ladies that ran the restaurant fed me so well.
One of the waitresses read her horoscope aloud," a great philosopher will come to you today and you will feed him." "Well I don't think that's likely to happen around here", she said with a laugh to the other waitresses.
Introduction page to the book {Prometheus Lives} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas