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PG and Uzi wanted to go to one of the festivals, but obstacles were in the way. PG needed to take his brother, GP, to the train station at 330. Uzi was afraid the rain would arrive by then, but PG pointed out that plenty of festivaling was still on tap at 4pm. Finally, a decision was made to go to the 420 festival in Candler Park.
At the end of Euclid Avenue an empty parking space appeared, as if by magic. The walk to the park had a few raindrops, but not enough to scare off determined festivalers. Once in the park, the band was rocking, the beer was flowing, and the bodies were moving. The bodies, that is, that weren’t sprawled on the lawn .
After a few minutes…during which the band played all original material…a few more raindrops made an appearance. PG was enjoying the band and the photo opportunities, but Uzi was not in the mood to get rained out. They found the car with all the windows unbroken.
It was now supper time. A mutual decision was reached to leave Piccadilly and S&S alone this week. PG turned on Ponce de Leon in the direction of Eats. He turned on another street in the direction of the parking lot, and did not see the do not enter sign.
While turning around, PG commented on the “degenerate” smoking a cigarette behind the building. Uzi pointed out that this man worked at Eats. PG hoped he was not the cook…he would not want to eat a meal cooked by a degenerate who knew that PG knew that the cook was a degenerate. Note this is Degenerate as in Ponce personnel, not unfunny Lesbian comedians.
So PG and Uzi went into Eats, and got fed. The parking lot  smoker came inside and started to bus tables. As PG was leaving, he saw the free publications behind the double doors. PG is between jobs, and has a profound appreciation of free publications.
PG managed to work the double doors open from the sidewalk side, and went inside to claim his publications. The  busman came by, and told PG to grab the double doors at the top, they open much easier this way. He was very insistent about teaching this lesson. PG did learn to grip the door on top, to open it from the wrong side.