Walking around a parking lot, trying to get organized to leave. Walk up to the intersection, they’re doing some kind of show, and call on some guy to sing. I think about it,-I dressed for the part and look at the bag of trinkets in my hand. I don’t know where the rest are. We get loaded up, and I look at real estate listings in the newspaper and think about buying a house. Drive over to a diner, and our group splits up-one guy is really mad-we ask him about how the kite festival went. Go into the diner.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Walking around a parking lot, trying to get organized to leave. Walk up to the intersection, they’re doing some kind of show, and call on some guy to sing. I think about it,-I dressed for the part and look at the bag of trinkets in my hand. I don’t know where the rest are. We … <\/p>\n