The Time the Mud Pit at Lollapalooza Ate My Shoes
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3 min readOct 24, 2022
Saturday, August 4th, 2012, 8 am
I can’t say it was the best night’s sleep I’ve ever had.
Every muscle groaned as I struggled to a standing position. I suppose that’s what I get for calling my buddy’s apartment floor home for the last seven hours. My body was heavy as lead, my eyelids caked in sleepy residue, my head splintered with…