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I crossed paths with him about 25 years ago at the register of a gas station in St Louis. I went in to pay and an older, somewhat thin, man was finishing up his transaction. I waited a bit, and after he walked out the gal at the register said "Do you know who that was?" I didn't and said so, so she said "Chuck Berry!" And sure enough, once she had pointed that out I recognized him.
One of my best buddies at work has a picture, taken about that same time, of his wife sitting on Berry's lap. I think they were at Blueberry Hill, a pretty famous bar in St Louis where bands play down in the basement. In fact, Blueberry Hill is almost right across the street from Buldogge's tattoo studio.
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