Walking down the street, some guys with fighter kites are coming the other way-I have to step into a shop to avoid them. Go into a small performance space, a girl is singing, and a guy with a really high voice is accompanying her. They finish, and everyone leaves. They start moving tables around and people arrive-it looks like a sleep-over. Leave, walk back and the same kite guys come by. I go into a kite shop and Steve K is there. Walk to the back and there’s a long line for ice cream-I walk past, looking for spices-none. I leave, step over someone in the doorway. She yells at me and I look back at her a few times.