For new years there was the option of a band and a bar and lots of expensive booze... but instead I met Terry, and we biked to the top of Skinner's butte, and went down some secret dark stairs among the trees to where there's a giant concrete E laid out on the ground (apparently there's an O elsewhere on the butte, so planes can see "E O" for
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