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Cocktails was nice.

Crap - the guy who agreed to sell me the medical suction pump with the jar labeled "ether" sold it to someone else. What a bunghole.

Farmer's markets rule. So does Murky coffee.
Saw Kangal on a bike and hollered but he didn't hear us (or he artfully avoided reacting to avoid us as many others are prone to do)