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| - Scene's Ale Fest.
Simultaneously a feast, and a famine.
Feast: wet sticky heat and rain, handsome people trolling in groups, alcohol empowered hipsters, lots of precious animals, poorly located volleyball court in the middle of everything, filled with drunks spiking balls in people's delicate faces, decently long lines
Famine: no conversations with beer reps, abandonment of basic human principles, beer at times from certain booths, local beers, reasonable music level
In sum.
It was interesting, it was enjoyable, but somewhat debasing of both Tremont and the populace in general.
YELP WAS THERE AND GAVE ME A SWEATBAND. I was happy.
:-)
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