The only way to describe the air inside Luckenbach’s general store/saloon is stifling—not something I’d come to expect when it’s a pleasant, 75-degrees outside. But alas, this is the middle of nowhere, and I’m standing inside a 120-year-old building with no air-conditioning. My only reprieve is a lone ceiling fan whirring overhead, its blades ping-ponging the stale stench of cigarettes from one wall to the next. Normally I wouldn’t last very long in such a place, but I’m on a mission: I must buy a t-shirt that says, "Everyone’s somebody in Luckenbach." Anyone who has ever visited Luckenbach, a small community (population 3) 10 miles southwest of Fredericksburg, can attest that a Luckenbach t-shirt is
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