The box
stripped open
and we so far
so far from
that moment.
Today, we just want to get it down.
It's Wednesday.
The crew was noticeably smaller, but Gary stayed. Here's Paul looking like a gargoyle atop the box as the plates came down.
Then the glass into the container.
Thursday night, we met with Deborah Jones and her husband, Marat, at the Jericho Club to discuss sponsorship for the next gig.
Friday night, the sidewalk was swept clean. Saturday Rob and Ari drove the truck back to the coast to unload scaffolding, and it was done.
We got our rain back. It's spring.
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