In all reality, today's weather was relatively warm. Warm for Flagstaff, and warm compared to the teeth chattering, wind blown ice-ily shitty past few days, thats for sure. So of course there was a show. Phil played, and no one ever misses 'I Hate You When You're Pregnant', not even me. Tonight was nuts though, its like the gutter-alley kids come
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