The Apodion Dispatches

I am surprisingly early and I'm waiting for my contact. I'm drinking a strawberry smoothie and eating
small piece if rasberry cheesecake. Again surprisingly, considering the neighborhood, they were relatively cheap and I even saw her put real strawberries in the blender. The cake is a little dry, though.

There's a large number of Metallica shirts around, given the traditional proscription against wearing the shirt of the band you've gone to see. Then again at least one of those shirts was nestled under the silken folds of a matching black velvet Sean John track suit, so one imagines that all bets might be somewhat off.

Sent from my tiny software keyboard.