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The band warms up.Do-Ra-Mi-Fa-So-La-Ti-Doand backwards.They start playing at two o'clock.Canopy frames and tarps are popping up.The beer garden is growing tables, booths, and fence.The soul food trailer has a sign on it that says "CLOSED."People are filling the lawn bowl that hangs from the stage.The Saint Johns Bridge's green arches over shadow us.I sit in the hot sun inside the bowl for a minute.Dragonflies swoop, dart,...