Running from show to show. Poetry at the Waypost: a rough night, but I'm promised to be impressed later. FUTRO record release at Someday: hugs from Srs Biz, travelers advice with MT, and a whole lot of shoe-shakin. Nick waits for us in a pedicab with carnitas from Pink Taco. We rotate running behind the bike cart to push up the Burnside bridge as Andrew rides and laughs behind. The peddler gets a hug from each of us after dismount at Doug Fir, but we've arrived too late to hear Doubleplusgood. Miller High Life and conversation moves into a warm walk home, and a meeting with a couple of young hooligans hollering about Nick's "gay man purse." Nice to meet you; stop being an asshole.
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