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Austin’s SXSW invaders

I was admiring the cowboy boots of the guy checking in ahead of me at the Motel 6 on I-35 in Austin, Texas, before I realized what he was talking about. The boots were beat up, scuffed, marked with years of toil. Nothing glamorous about them; pure shit-kicker, and beautiful for that. I heard their message  loud and clear: you're in Texas now, California boy.