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I'm sitting in my car tapping into the campground wifi as the rain pours down. In the background, a zydeco bass thumps through my windshield. The dancers are dancing on sopping floors beneath a tent, and all the musicians from Louisiana are shivering in a late New England Spring. Sun is promised for tomorrow.
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