One more quick one: on our last day in NYC we went by the old Fillmore East for old times sake. I saw countless concerts there with my brother as well as various girlfriends and band mates Ross and Ken. It was a gas to be back but sad that it has become, like everything else, a freakin' bank. Here's what is posted outside...
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