IONA RODD GOES GAGA
Pressing our bodies against other eager audience members to try to get to our front row seats was indicative of how busy the venue was. Silver feathers sprung out of the centerpiece to indicate who we were supporting for the evening. Pulling out my seat, Lincoln was excited to watch the acts, even though he was desperately hoping that Iona would steal the show, and this would be the start of crafting a new life that didn’t include balancing spreadsheets, and squinting over tax codes. Interestingly, we were soon joined by Jason, who had asked if a last minute ticket could be procured. I realised that he and Luis had lots in common on the night I went to the wrap party, but clearly they had pursued how far their commonality went in more detail since. Earlier, when I had been doing Luis’
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