So after Eden's concert saturday night, and after heading to the Park Pub and then downtown seattle to a corner hot dog stand and mingling with the shady party scene crowd outside the bars, we ended up back at our house. And I thought the night had come to an end, but my seminarian friends thought otherwise, and a full fledged dance party began, everything short of a dance off. The best way to illustrate it was Eden the next day, describing the night as one big blur, not knowing what was a dream and what was real, yet she realized she didn't have a sip of alcohol the whole night.
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