Halfway Crooks Beer Code of Conduct
The man is camped on a great plain with a small fire providing a flickering light and intermittent warmth. Tiny wisps of smoke ascend into a vast, clear night sky. Tomorrow the sheep will move, leaving behind today. After ten steps these are lost from sight and smell, probably forever. With them he leaves too his brief speculation about sky and earth, brought on by the calmness of night, and he peers toward the horizon in search of beauty, love, and lager.
Do Electric Sheep Dream of Pilsner?