ticket stub - had incredibly bad seats until PE finished their set, then suddenly we're in the fourth row center
a few hours before the show hit a corner cafe to grab a meal before going in; notice a goofball wearing a shiny tracksuit and giant clock walk right past - it's Flavor Flav; years later, my girlfriend sees my concert shirt and tells me a story how she once been to a Sisters show and had harassed FF as he walked to the venue - in a strange twist of fate, she had also made the three-hour trek to the show, where she had been at that very same corner, asking him repeatedly if he knew the time
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