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Saturday, June 11, 2016
Ah, Cleveland. Don't Ever Change.
From October of 1863:
[A moment of absurdity: The girlfriend of one of my friends did just that at a Rolling Stones concert at the old Municipal Stadium in Cleveland in the summer of 1975. Traditions die hard, apparently.]