I wasn't looking at any of the willowy young women walking about Millennium Park during the Decemberists concert in their gauzy, gossamer sun dresses, made slightly damp and clingy by that gentle summer shower. With cat's eye glasses, no less.
I wasn't!
You're mean.
No, wait. I'm old and creepy.
Seriously, as
this guy points out, it was pretty
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