It has been a gloomy Sunday, though not quite as gloomy as the song popularized by Billie Holiday (aka "The Hungarian Suicide Song") or the German-Hungarian movie of the same name, but an odd and enervating Sunday nonetheless. I had plans, big plans, to go to the Printers Row Lit Fest and/or the Blues Fest, but i ended up succumbing to the heavy air and overcast skies, and losing my motivation. But lest you feel deprived, dear reader, i took pictures at both last year should you care to revisit them.
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