Keeping’ it Real. Sunday’s second line. Between the march for non violence and the second line, there must have been about six or seven divisions. But, they were short, little tiny groups. As I said to a friend of mine on the scene, I must have walked the same 30 yards about ten times. That was okay. I got to see every start. And, I got to make a lot of pretty good pictures. After all, that’s my main reason for existence. Isn’t it? Heh! There was an added bonus to that. I was able to park less than a block away. When you aren’t feeling well, not walking extra miles to return to the start is an amazingly great thing. No worries. One day. I’ll be better. The picture. I wish I could tell you which band this is. Normally I can. But, most of the bands were cobbled together from members of other bands or freelancers. That’ll happen on a Sunday after everybody has been working into the early morning from Saturday night. Technically, this wasn’t my …
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