*people in this story
Belinda, my blind friend who I met on a gaming site for the blind
Terry, her husband, who’s also blind, he’s in his 50’s, has med issues
Adrian, Belinda’s cousin.
Will: Belinda’s friend
Kalvin: friend of Belinda’s who’s also blind
Corlis, Kalvin’s wife
Tristan, my other on line friend who I met on bloop.
The pre-story
I was planning on staying with Tristan, spending the day with her on Friday then meeting up with the others and spend the day with them on Saturday. Then Saturday night we would all go to the game together.
However, I got a message from Tristan on Wednesday saying her sister was missing in Alabama and that she may have to go to Alabama so I wouldn’t be able to stay with her. I was sorta freaking out, and informed Belinda of this news and she told me that it would be no problem. I could stay with them at the hotel, there is plenty of room and we can pick you up at the airport, we’re suppose to get to Atlanta at the same time as your flight. Adrian would just like if you gave her a few dollars towards gas. I told her no problem and thank you very much. On Thursday Tristan posted on FB that they found her sister. I was so happy for her. I wrote to her on FB, just asking how her sister is and I was curious but didn’t get to ask what happened and if she was alright.. She was talking to me about her x who she said she can’t live without him. This is hurting me. … this is like a few months, I think it’s almost a half year now, and she was all emotional about him and didn’t want to talk about her sister.
If that was my sister, I would be overjoyed and nothing else would matter because my sister is ok. I told her at one point “you are scaring me” she wrote back “I’m scaring myself” So even though they found her sister, there was no way I was going to stay with her. I told her that I still want to meet you. I still want you to come to the game with me. And she said she would.
Friday May 2nd 2014
I left Boston at 9:30 did a layover in DC was in Atlanta at 2:16.
I had called Belinda and told her that I was in DC and she was just like "ok" no excitement in her voice which made me a bit sad. I said "I'll see you in 2 more hours. "wellll, we're running about an hr late, we had to take a few extra stops" ok was my thought. I had called when I got there and it was the same "ok" "yup" short responses. I was going to have the people assisting me from the airport to bring me to the baggage area but they said I should just wait outside, it's nice out. I said ok. I was sitting outside of arrival, on a meddle bench. It was actually comfortable so far as benches go. Eventually this guy came up to me and he said "hey, it's will" hi? "you ready to go?" (she has a friend name Will) oh, Will, yes, I'm ready. So again, no expression in his voice either. No Hi Jonathan, welcome to the south or anything. We walk over to the car. after quick introduction and someone asked how my flight was, it was all about the GPS. Both Bel and Will had them going telling Adrian where to go. In the car it was Belinda, Terry , Adrian and Will.
At some point I learned why they were so late. Terry had an accident, he pissed himself in the car and it both frustrated and angered Bel. She didn’t want but did want Terry to go but he has diabetes and other physical issues that I have no idea what and in the last week, was having kidney issues. So some of the ride was about Belinda complaining, apologizing, scolding and sulking,
OH, I also had -still am having a hard time understanding some of their very heavy southern accents. Especially Terry’s.
So we get to the hotel and Will checks in. Helps Terry up to the room so he can change or whatever. Adrian brings some of the bags up with Will. This is when Belinda told me all about the issue with Terry and she was frustrated and mad.
Eventually Adrian comes back down and gets Bel and myself. We all go up and I have no idea what people were doing from 5-8 but pretty much getting ready to go out and trying to find each other as far as I understood it. At some point Corlis and Kalvin got to the hotel. Corlis said "you must be Jonathan" and I gave a sarcastic response like I think that's me. She laughed and so I kinda new that she was going to be a fun lady. She introduced herself and her husband to me. Corlis kept asking me questions and said, I hope you don’t mind all these questions? I said, no no, I like it. let's are we playing 20 questions? She started to say no and apologize but I told her I was just kidding. Her husband gave a chuckle when I asked if this was 20 q's so I knew he got my sarcasm. Somehow we got talking about college and degrees to learn that she earned her doctorate last year. I asked her about it. She said it took her 4 years but worked fulltime as too. She explained the difference between a masters ad doctorate degree. I also learned that she had visited Boston last year because she works at North Eastern University, at the Charlotte NC campus and had to take some training in Boston. My sister in law works for North Eastern I told her and my older brother graduated from there.
Eventually I got dressed up. We headed to the restaurant that took a long while, maybe 45 mins. But again, the car ride was boring. It was just giving directions to Adrian. No pointing out of buildings or chatting about what our plans were or about the hip-hop RNB music Adrian was playing. Which, I had her turn up one song from my youth, If I Ever Fall In Love, by Shai, besides that, I didn’t know any other songs.
OH, back to the hotel... during the 20 q's with Corlis, we got into a discussion about where we are from. ...I know that I'm from the north and so what she said to me sounded extremely strange... she said that her father traced her family roots back to which plantains they were slaves at. ... I know I was with black people, but to hear their family were slaves? was strange to me. My family is from Poland, Russia and Germany.
So we get to the restaurant. It turned out to be a southern restaurant. I was like ...oh dear god I hope I can find something to eat. Just about everything was fried. Adrian was sitting next to me so she read me the menu. I had no idea what half of the things were and the only thing I found I would eat, was a steak. So I got that. It came with two sides, so I got coleslaw and broccoli.
They had fried catfish, fried chicken, a fried pork….On the appetizer menu they had “green fried tomatoes” I thought that was just the name of a movie.
I felt like I was on an island for most of the conversations as they were talking about stories from college and parties they all held over the years and all the drinking stories to go with them. They talked about people and I just sat and listened as they were all laughing and telling stories.
Corlis included me from time to time by asking me a question or told me the story of how she and Kalvin met. Ironic, although Corlis is originally from Atlanta, and her family is still there, she has the least strongest accent.
Hmmm when we were done with dinner, Adrian was reading me the dessert menu and when she said Strawberry short cake I was like omg that sounds so good. Plus I was still pretty hungry after nearly licking my plate clean. No one else was getting a dessert so I didn’t want to be the only one but Will had ordered a drink and it hasn’t come yet (a mojito, he was telling Kalvin what is in it and he didn’t mention mint. So I said, and mint leaves. Will said, no sir, I don’t think it has mint leaves. When it came I said I told you so. (lol) So I did get the strawberry short cake. I think it was for 2, or one Jonathan. I licked that plate clean too. It was so good. Even if I was full, I still could have eaten one of those.
After dinner, we came back to the hotel and chilled. Peopled were going to sleep by midnight or so. I went to bed about 1:30 but woke at 5AM wide awake.
About 6PM others were waking up.
Alarms were set for8 to go down for breakfast by 9 and out of here by 10 but since we're all up, hopefully we'll move a bit earlier.
Since Bel has complaining to-about Terry. No one except for Corlis is trying to start any conversations with me, and I'm more of a 1-on-1 person and they all have varied southern accents...the fun part better be today... well, it will since we have the game today and the Coke factory. But I don’t know, I figured these people were more cheerful-fun. It could just be the way they talk lol sslloowwllyy aanndd wwith not much positiveness in their tones.
PS. because I didn’t write it, I’ll put it at the beginning of Saturday.
Terry was having major issues with his kidneys (I guess) and wetting himself. They yelled, screamed and talked down to him and scolded him when it wasn’t his fault. Belinda knew he was having issues earlier that week and should have left him home but chose to take him along and it increased her stress level and kept dwelling on it. at one point Saturday, I said why are you dwelling on it. She said I dwell on this to figure out how to make things right. (which makes no sense to me) she said: unless you, who it sounds like you don’t let anything get to you and nothing matters. (this was half part of an earlier conversation and half part of her rant, I think you can figure out which is which) Sunday morning when I came out of the bathroom to pack up, right before Adrian came over to me, I heard Belinda screaming and cursing and hitting Terry. I was like…I don’t care how upset I was at someone, I could never ever ever do that, especially to someone who I love. Someone I called my spouse.
Saturday
I woke up about 5:15 after going to sleep about 2 and I was wide awake so spent the next hour or so, reading through Dominique’s text messages, emails and reading sports news and scores and checking FB.
People were up about 6 about 7 I think I jumped in the shower and got dressed. There was a lot of waiting around the entire weekend. Drove me crazy. Southern people take their sweet tea time lol. 10 we went down for the free breakfast. I had 5 pancakes and 5 sausages. Mmm so good. They tried to convince me to have grit, I was having none of their southern foods lol.
We went back up to the room till about noon time, just sitting around doing nothing. We then headed out for the day.
I brought two sport’s jerseys. A Dustin Pedroia Red Sox jersey to wear at the game. I love when people yell out “you’re at the wrong game” or “go home” or for the people who maybe from Boston or just like the Red Sox, the random “go red Sox!” from a perfect stranger, I love that. So I was going to wear that at night for the game.
The other I pulled from the archive. When I was growing up my favorite basketball team was the Atlanta Hawks and my favorite player was Dominique Wilkins, a superstar player for the Atlanta Hawks. When I was 14, my uncle Joe (who’s not my real uncle, my mom’s best friend) took Justin and I to the mall to buy us a birthday gift. We both got our favorite player’s jersey. I got the Hawks Wilkins and Justin got a Tim Hardaway golden state Warrior’s jersey. At the time, the jersey came down to my knees lol…it was a minny dress on me. …well, 22 years later, it fits perfectly.
I brought this jersey for obvious reasons…I was in Atlanta plus they were playing that night so I was excited to see how many times random people would say “go Hawks” or “I like your jersey” or something like that.
So with my Hawks jersey on and my Red Sox jersey on my arm, I was off to see the city.
We went to the Coca Cola factory… the world of coca cola. It was a group tore. First part everyone gathers in this large room and our tour guide welcomed us, told us what the agenda was and wanted to know where people were from She started with various countries and then did various areas of the country. It was pretty cool that people were hear from all over the world. She told us a history of Coke and one fact that I thought was a little strange at first…Coke doesn’t make their own bottles and cans. They buy from another company which, after thinking about it, did make sense. You have a car and even if it is a Ford, Ford doesn’t make leather for the chairs.
From there we went down a hall way towards a theater type room. But in the hall way was bottles or cans (not sure, the person who was guiding me sucked at describing-explaining thing-informing me of things) I overheard someone reading different countries and special types…I said to Will, I have a bottle from the 1984 Olympics and I also have one (not sure where it is now) from Israel. He just said “ok” …
So we sit down in the theater. Music started playing, sorta like it was in the background. I was expecting Will to tell me what was happening but he didn’t say anything. I heard others laughing and cheering but I have no idea what about. It didn’t matter too much to me, but I was more just testing to see if Will was going to say anything since Belinda said before I went that all the people we’re going with are very good since they all either grew up with or are married to blind people. Nope, not a single word to explain what the movie was about.
We were then led to another theater but this was more like a Disney type as the chair would shake and tilt forward and backward and mist would fall and although it didn’t scare me, something poked my back. I was like…WTF?
This was a made for kids movie that explained how coke was made. It didn’t really tell you. the secret ingredient was “you”. because without “you” this drink wouldn’t be possible.
The last part of the tour was the tasting room. I was figuring they would have various flavors, like cherry Coke, vanilla Coke, Coke zero…things like that but if there was, no one told me. What they did have that I knew about was Cokes from different countries. I tried Greece an Zimbabwe. They weren’t bad just not to my liking.
I’m sure in the tour, there was signs-plaques on the wall that described the process but no one mentioned them-read them.
On the way out, they handed everyone a glass bottle of Coke in a bag for you to take home. It’s so cool. I also bought myself a shot glass to add to my collection.
Belinda and I wanted to go to the Braves clubhouse shop but they (the sited ones) didn’t “see” it (even though I said it was inside the CNN building) so they didn’t bother. We went for lunch.
We went to The Varsity for lunch. It’s famous for being the largest outdoor restaurant. Has something like 1800 parking spots and every Saturday during the college football season, after the GA Tec football games, everyone would go to this restaurant and party.
So Adrian, who was driving the car I was in, was on the phone with Corlis, who was driving the other car, and they decided we would go up stairs to eat…there was two floors and you can drive up a ramp to the parking lot up stairs so that’s what we did. When we got to the top Adrian says “wow” I said “wow what?” she said “it’s incredible” me: what’s in credible? She: this is” … ok, just another point of them not knowing how to explain-describe things for blind people despite being around them.
So we went in and found a table for 8. The chairs-table reminded me of the high school caf. Exact design-texture of the chairs. Will read me the menu, the types of burgers and dogs… I asked if they have a list of toppings. He said I just read them, and proceeded to read me the types of dogs again. I was like oh brother. I said ok, I’ll have the (whatever type of burger) with onions. (because it didn’t have it on it) he said I don’t know if they’ll do that. What if they won’t? I said, if they don’t than I guess I won’t have them (in a sarcastic tone I think) and I will have onions rings too and a sprite. I handed him some money.
They came back and one of the sited people said “that was pretty cool how they take your order” “yay it was” (again, not saying what they were talking about, but I know from reading the restaurant’s website, they’re famous saying is “what’ll ya have?”
The burger was like the size you would get at McDonalds. It was tiny and I got 5 onion rings in the order. They were good size but not many of them and with the drink it cost like 8 and change.
I had suggested while eating “I think we should get a picture after lunch. Have people stand behind others and having someone take a group picture of us. Someone, I think Adrian said “ya, we could do that” …and they didn’t end up doing that. They didn’t know what to do, it was only 3pm and the stadium didn’t open till 5pm. So they decided that maybe we should go back and see if they could find the Braves shop. I said, if we get to the stadium early enough, it won’t be packed. Belinda said “It’s cheaper at the clubhouse shop” I didn’t think it would be but ok. So someone found it on their phone…it was in the CNN building and you didn’t have to pay to get in the building to go to just the shop. (exactly how I said but who listens to me?) So went over, parked in a lot and paid 3 dollars. (well, there goes the dif of the two shops if there is a difference) We walked over, went in the building. Went to the second floor and down a hall and there is the Braves shop, right across from the CNN center where the tour starts. I knew exactly what I wanted. I told Will and he brought me to the shot glasses. He described the two types they had and I got one that had a baseball and it says Braves on it. If there was anything else on it, I don’t remember.
So we checked out and waited in the hall. Belinda spent a lot of time in there and a lot of money. Since we were across from the CNN entrance, I was like… we could have gone we could have gone… when everyone was out, we just sat around a table, wasting time, doing a little show and tell. Around 4:15 we headed over to the stadium. I called Tristan, to tell her that we were heading over. She said she was just finishing up at the baby shower and would be at the stadium soon.
Belinda said, she better be there by 5. I don’t think anyone will go back down with you to get her. That would be asking a lot of them. I told them that she won’t be there at 5 and when she gets there, she’ll call me and we can just go down to the gate and pass her ticket over. They were like… you can’t do that. They won’t let you. I said why not? I do it all the time? They were like, I don’t know, I don’t see how that is possible. So now they are making me nervous. We get in to the stadium and head right up to the chairs on the 4th level. I wanted to go down to the field side first, listen to batting practice and get the feeling of the field being right there. you know? Smell the grass. J
OH, and on the way in I mentioned that I wanted to get a picture with the Hank Aaron statue. They (I think it was Adrian) said we don’t see it” ummm maybe because you didn’t look? But ok, whatever.
So we get up to our seats. Now Belinda said we had handicap seats… ok, but this was not what I expected. There was 3 seats then a space for a wheel chair, so maybe 3 ft wide? Then a single seat then another space for a wheel chair then 3 more seats. They had put me in the single seat. I was like… what am I going to do sitting here by myself and when Tristan comes, she’s going to be 3 ft away from me. I was mad but didn’t say anything I mean, there wasn’t anything I could do about it.
Tristan called and I said to them can someone take me down, Tristan is here. They asked where she was. I said by the gate. She asked me where I was I said I don’t know, I know where we are compared to the field. we’re in the 4th deck, on the first base line. She said that she would be at the gate near the clubhouse shop. I said ok. So Adrian brought me down, didn’t say a word to me, or not much. We got to one small shop and she asked me if I thought it was it, I said, is there a gate near it? she said no. I said then it’s not it. thinking to myself, if she was in the shop or near it, she would have been in the park.
She spotted a bigger shop and asked me if I thought it was the one. I asked if there was a gate near it and she said there was so I said I guess it is then. She asked me what she looks like and I don’t have much idea. Eventually she said that she thinks she sees her. So we hand her the ticket. She comes in, gives me a hug, and Adrian goes to give me her elbow to go back up stairs. I say (and I guess it sounded rude) I’m going to go with her to the field side. She just said “ok” asked me for the money I told her I would give her for gas and parking. When we were in the car I had the $20 in my hand but she didn’t want it then so now I’m fishing for it in my pocket. Eventually I pull out a $20 and give it to her. (which, I never heard Belinda or Will offer her any money towards parking and gas)
Tristan and I went to the field side, found some great seats and sit in them. They were regular seats, so I was sitting right next to her. She described the field for me and I asked if there was anything special. She asked like what? I said, at Fenway park we have the green monster. She said there is a very big coke bottle in the outfield (in the crowd) and when someone hits a home run, it shoots off fireworks. She said there was a big, I think a cow it was some advertisement for some bank or something. So we’re chatting and she says that we’re in the uppity seats and didn’t want to scream. I said why not? We’re at a baseball game. And then I scream. She laughed. I asked her how the baby shower went and we talked about baseball and I don’t know what else. They announce the starting lineup and now I’m thinking hmm maybe we can stay here for half the game and go up for the second half. I really don’t want to be sitting with a space on either side of me. I don’t have Belinda’s number in my phone or memorized but it’s not like I was sitting next to her anyways when I was up there. next to me on one side as a space and then Will and on the other side was a space and an empty chair. So This day they were honoring some people from the Negro league. They were calling them out one by one. I was just in aw because in front of me was a piece of baseball history. Tristan was saying something about the Braves and I said shhh I’m listening. This is baseball history. I think she understood how important this was for me. There was actually names I recognized from somewhere. Where I don’t know. Players from the 40’s 5’s and 60’s. It was awesome to me.
The game began and I put the radio on, put the ear buds in only one ear. So I was listening to the game and could still hear Tristan to have a conversation with her. She would scream from time to time at the players. Didn’t bother me a bit. Although described some of the players to me which was nice and without prompting.
I think it was 1-0 in the 4th when I got a phone call. I said hi. She said “are you going to get a ride to the airport tomorrow? Or what?” …”I am hurt and mad at you and Adrian is even more so.” I said no, I’m going back with you guys?” (thinking, even if I wanted to, how would I get my stuff that was at the hotel?) she said “ok, whatever” and hung up.
Now I didn’t want to go up at all and neither did Tristan. But we went up after that inning. We went up. and I sat in an empty chair that had a space on either side and Tristan’s sat next to the space with empty chairs besides her. I didn’t say anything to them and they didn’t say anything to me for the rest of the game. My entire mood had changed and I felt … I don’t know, there was a lot of things I was feeling and all were negative. Tristan’s battery on her phone was dying and in the 8th while on the phone, trying to get a ride home from someone. I told her she could use my phone if she wanted. She thanked me and I handed it to her. Eventually she got a ride and gave my phone back. Her mom called and said that she was in the parking lot. She wanted a hug and I gave her a hug. She wanted a kiss on the cheek and I thought that was a bit weird and she said that she felt hurt when I said no so she asked for another hug so I did that. And I sat down. At the end of the game, I think the final was 3-1 san Francisco Giants over the Atlanta Braves.
There was a concert after the game. It was some 7’s RNB group that I never heard of and Belinda said of course you have and sang some words to two different songs. I knew the songs and took her word but after the concert, I had doubt she knew what she was talking about. As famous as the songs she had mentioned to me, I’m sure they would have played them. Hmm it was someone and the cool gang. I still stood up and moved to the beat. I didn’t know and didn’t care if anyone else I was with was doing that too.
After the game I went with Will into Corlis’s car which was a first for the weekend. Bel and Adrian were so mad-hurt they didn’t want to drive with me.
OH, driving with Corlis, not only did she ask me questions and chat about things, keeping me in the conversations, she had her own GPS and just followed that. Adrian, from when they picked me up in the car at the airport and on, she was asking Will and Belinda for constant directions from their GPS and no one had conversations because they had to pay attention to the GPS and telling Adrian where to go. I just sat there, bored. But not with Corlis and her husband.
We get back to the hotel. I’m tired mentally and physically.
So I got back to the room and putting my stuff away, when Bel said to me, so you are getting a ride from your friend tomorrow, right? I said slowly, nooo. Confused why she said that. She said, well that’s not what you said when I called you at the stadium. I said sure it was. She said no, you are changing your mind or maybe you just forgot what you said. …then she went into how I am a trader and how could I just go with my friend when last week you called me, unsure of what was going on and then you just go and leave us for her. And what you did to Adrian was (some word, I don’t remember what she used). She bent over backwards to help you down stairs to meet your friend and all you said to her was thanks, I’m going with her now? how? How could you do that? What are you, stupid or naïve? How could you go off with someone by yourself, with a sited person, who you didn’t know what was happening with her the previous and who knows what she could have done to you.
I said may I speak? She said sure, go right ahead. What do you have to say?
I said give me a minute to think about what I want to say.
She said: huh, so you can make up a story because if you were going to tell the truth, it would come right out unlike lies that you are going to tell.
(shocked me)
I said, first I want to apologize to Adrian. I am sorry if what I said and how I said sounded disrespectful but I don’t know how else you wanted me to say it.. Belinda said, well that’s great, you don’t know how to say things other than in a hurtful way. Please continue.
(shocked again)
I said, ok, how would you want me to say it?
She said: if you would have said Thank you for your help. I appreciate your guiding me. If you don’t mind, I am going to take a walk with my friend and I will be right up.
(oooookkkkk?)
She mentioned somehow how I am too trusting of a person. She went back to me being stupid and too trusting and that I was a fool for trusting people. She said what if me and my friends weren’t here for you? you would have been screwed. You are so stupid or naïve.
I said well, if I am stupid for being a very trusting person than oh well.
Oh well? That’s all you have to say? There are crazy people out there and all you have to say is oh well?
Yes, I work with crazy people.
(she gave an evil laugh) all the more reason why you of all people should not be so stupid.
Me: I’m not going to let the fact that I don’t know someone personally from traveling and seeing the country.
She: well I rather not see the world and be alive to enjoy my life.
At some point she brought up that she trust blind people a lot more than sited people. Who knows what a sited person could do to you. At least with a blind person, you are on the same ability level. You are too trusting of a person. (talked a bit more about that.)
This conversation went on for…well it seemed like an hour, maybe more like a constant 20 minutes.
Which left me feeling like a fool and questioning life.
She didn’t talk to me the rest of the night…
Sunday I woke up at 7, checked me email and sent you a morning text. Took a shower and got dressed. I came out and was packing when Adrian said to me: I have a question and I am being very serious when I say this. Do you have money for a cab. (shocked face) I am done with being here and I just want to go home. I don’t want to have to drive you to the airport.
(I was thinking that it wasn’t an option now)
I said well, I have $40.
She and I went down to the front desk, she called to see how much it would cost. The cab company said $75. I was like, I only have 40? We went up to the room, I pulled out my money to make sure how much I had ad I had $60. She said ok, so we need to come up with more money. Will came over and handed Adrian $40. She handed me the money and said good, are you packed up? I said almost? So after I was packed up, she brought me down to the lobby and called the cab for me. As we were sitting and waiting, she said “did Bel tell you what happened last night? I was like…no? she said: Belinda was pushing Terry down the hall because he wanted to smoke and was trying to smoke in the hall… (I think she said)
Adrian was telling me that she never flown before and has no intentions of doing so. She had only been to an airport once before and that was many years ago. That shocked me. She went on about how she thought how bad this week was and she just wants to get back to her house, her bed. …
The cab came and asked the cab driver how much it was. He said $75. I pulled out the $100 to hand to her to give to him and she said I’ll give Will back his $20. He handed the cabby the $80 and said something about change and I said no, he can keep the $5. I wanted to give him the $100. He was not only going to drive me but help me to the ticket window to get assist but it wasn’t my money. I mean, it was, $60 of it.
I said as I was getting in. I am sorry it wasn’t a better weekend but the good parts were really fun.
As I was in the cab on my way to the game, I thought of something Belinda said to me the night before during her rant.
She said that Tristan used me to go to the game. She had this story about her cousin, couldn’t have you over to her house then changed her mind after you had called me up crying about not knowing what to do. she said, let me ask you, why did you buy her her ticket? I said: well, when I stay with someone I like to buy them something for letting me stay with them. She said: and when you knew you weren’t staying with her, why did you still pay for her ticket. ME: because I didn’t think to ask her for money. She said, see? you are a fool and got used.
Well… even if I got used? The ticket cost $25 and I was prepared for that. I was thinking that I was going to go home with $60 when out of nowhere I was going home with nothing. I thought Adrian was going to take me to the airport right up until 8AM Sunday. So I think I was used there too if I was used before.
So it was a very stressful and uneasy weekend.
The “deep south” is definitely not my style and I have no plans in the near future of returning.
I went, I concord. I left.
Stadium #21 is officially in the books
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