The time is 4:30 pm. It is Monday. Our character is walking down Ballard Avenue, hoping for a glimpse of sunshine, just a ray, a flash of hope that perhaps, just perhaps today we'll hit T-shirt temperatures.
Wait! There it is. A shred of light - it's coming! The luminescence transforms the street into The Land of No Worries! Gaining momentum, our patio habitué begins scouring the block. Where might he enjoy a beer and a lamb burger, all the while soaking up his vitamin D? There must be somewhere!!!
There! Just over the herb retainer, a woman sits with a glass of rosé and a beet salad! She is intoxicating. Her euphoria entrances him. He has found his slice of heaven.
It is May 3rd, the official opening day of Bastille's patio. See you there.
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