About this episode
Dusk. A lone boxcar clatters down the tracks. Squint, and you'll see two silhouettes huddled inside. One peels the lid off a tin can; the other rips open a plastic pouch with his teeth. They say grace over the feast of Vienna Sausages and Lit'l Smokies. Forget, for one moment, about the world outside this [...] Support Spilled Milk Podcast! Molly's Substack Matthew's Bands: Early to the Airport and Twilight Diners Producer Abby's Website Listen to our spinoff show Dire Desires Join our reddit Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.