90 minutes to Wheaton.
They came back with more Bawls and are handing it out. About 400 people past the handout point -- drinking distance -- there's a growing well-packed triangle of the empty blue bottles on the floor. Some guy who set his empty Sprie bottle next to it got booed by the crowd.
The constant background sound seems to be the clanging of kicked Bawls bottles. I'm surprised there's none broken yet.
Sweet. I just spotted somebody older than me.
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