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Today is our last jazz in the park. I feel like it will be bittersweet. Sweet because we'll have all the people who have came intermittenly throughout the summer convene all at the same time and at the same place. And bitter because it's over. No more jazz. No more picnics. No more live music and watching people on paddle boats. Bummer. But, the summer isn't completely over--perhaps we will just have our own picnics or attend festivals together. I'm not sure, but I am excited for tonight--even if it will be bittersweet.