I See Weird People: Rock and Roll

This past Saturday, I was walking east over the Walnut Street Bridge. Just as I passed World Café Live, I heard trombones. Or at least one trombone. I assumed it was coming from inside, but the further east I got, the louder the music became. I was entirely exhausted and assumed that perhaps I was just losing my mind. No, I’ve never imagined brass instruments before, but, hey, I’m weird. Anything’s possible… including playing the trombone while rollerblading, which was exactly what I finally saw a gentleman doing directly across the street from me.

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