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"I next stopped at Buddy’s Place, a squat, windowless brick building painted entirely blue that looks like a shady long-stay motel and advertises itself as the “Home of happiness.” The bartender, Lucie, was disarmingly friendly and pointed out one of Doug’s stickers catty-corner to the bar, sandwiched between a Coors sign and a hand-drawn rabbit smoking a joint; she even helped me find Doug’s Instagram after recalling someone had tagged Buddy’s in a photo of the sticker." - Brant deBoer