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I was all excited to go to this show, but it turned out to be full of minor catastrophes including missing (what I think were probably) the best bits, developing a random toothache, losing the ability to take pictures, sobriety and then having to call a cab and pay through the nose to get home thanks to all of the above making it impossible to stay for a single second longer. Serves me right for having such a good time every day recently.

I did at least meet Aram, the Armenian cab driver who rescued me from all the drunk and overly chatty people, then called me “beautiful lady” repeatedly and told me I’m a good girl for going home to visit my parents. I somehow had just enough cash to pay.

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