04.July.19


For this bada din, a companied concert at a caverned construction feels like the correct connection.

There is that girandole by the lobby’s side window; it seems like an ideal spot at which to start evening’s rendezvous.

Pen and paper are in satchel in case headliner is available for greetings; their John Hancock under a sentiment would cherry this sunned day.

Already exists more than a reason to return, but merceries in the plaza morrow afternoon seem like pearls of these shells–a scene def worthy of a second date. ; )

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