Biked through the rain to the River Campus at noon; a deceptively unpleasant start to perhaps my best day so far in Rochester.
The Rochester Poets at the carillon with intelligent questions and pinot grigio and endless inspiration and a brilliant and pensive but not at all shy little girl and my first community student, a longtime sufferer of bell fever. My first Bread and Puppet followed by the best aioli ever, when I happen to be wearing the signature Wind-Up Toy shirt Qirsten came to be known for during her first of two stints at Bread and Puppet. Only regret: I had only enough cash to buy one poster although our apartment needs all of them.
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