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Before I start on Bmore I had to post this. This was from last weekend when my whole family came up to Baltimore and got poured on at the annual Artscape Festival. We took shelter near the parking garage of Penn Station (train) while Steve-O and his wife went back to find the diaper bag they'd left in a booth on the street of the festival. The taxis queue here at the front of the train station in the shadow of "Man/Woman", one of the worst installations the city has ever paid for. . .