Ahh, Long Island. Everyone here sprinkles their conversations liberally with crude expletives. I feel right at home. We're staying at Lynne and Ed's house on a canal with a nice view and a swan that eats right out of our hands. His aim is not so good, and his bite can hurt a bit.
We played a house concert here yesterday, and it was nice not having to pack everything up and move on afterwards. Thanks to Kevin for supplying us with PA gear for the show. Everyone has been very nice to us, and they keep inviting us to their bay house for the day, but I think Aaron and I are going to take the train into the city. Surely we can get into some kind of trouble there.
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