Back at the Reds-Nationals game. This time we stole seats in the 200-level. A woman came just in time for the start of the 4th. She had tickets for seats 5, 6, and 7. Her pal was already in 7. I was in 5. 6 was open. She wanted 5. (It was her seat after all.) My friend moved to 3. I moved to 4. She sat in 5. 6 was open. Her friend stayed in 7.
Why did this lady have such weird toes? Why did she put them up over the back of the chair, on display? Why didn't we get up and find new seats altogether?
Hard telling, not knowing.
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