it was so well attended, but I read that the police were estimating a
crowd of 400,000.
Afterwards, I probably should have stayed and enjoyed the festival,
but again the crowds thing. I went home and took a nap instead. Then
after practicing guitar, I went to the Hill, where I waited in a 45-
minute line to get into the Cuff. Which was fun as long as I hung out
near friends, like book club buddies Bailey and Michael (pictured
here). It's the one day each year I feel compelled to take my shirt
off, temperature permitting.
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