It appears to be a quiet Tuesday night along
702. Carla’s Boutique. 704. Townhouse. 706. Townhouse. 708. Adult Books and Videos. 710. Pizza by the Slice.
The air isn’t too cold, the sidewalks are dry, and the lights dimly light the streets as my mates and I make our way to Phil’s Greek restaurant about two hours before the show. Gyros, hummus, and olives dominate the table, and music conquers the conversation.
“What concert was a religious experience for you?” someone asks.
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