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If We're Breathing the Same Air

Last week I accidently bought vanilla yogurt instead of plain.  And about a month before that I went to a concert and sat three seats away from the artist I had come there to see.  These two things are related. I promise. Let me give you some context. In mid-May I hopped in my car and made the always surprisingly quick (at least in feeling) and, this time, stunningly beautiful drive to Charleston. About two months before that Medium Build posted about playing on The Mountain Stage, a show that features four/five artists and is recorded by WV Public Broadcasting. Charleston is not so far away, I thought.  The Arcadian Wild is playing and I've listened to them for over 10 years*? Medium Build is headlining- when else will I get a chance to see him perform? And it's $25! On the recommendation of an usher I chose to sit in the balcony and grabbed a seat a little off center in the front row. Right before the show started two guys walked in from the right side of the balco...

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