For no apparent reason other than that I was in Queen Anne to see a Jens Lekman in-store, confused a key bit of geography (again), had plenty of time before I needed to meet at Ladro, didn't have a good sense of distance, and was a little bit curious about just how scary it would be to cross the Aurora Bridge on foot, I ended up walking to Fremont last night. The bridge was almost completely un-terrifying and the show at Nectar exceeded all of my unreasonable expectations.
yesterday i walked from capitol hill to fremont to see jens lekman
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