Northampton where I live is a town (technically a city) full of jim-crack stores selling 'hand-crafted' bric-a-brac and things like "artisan bread." It is the home of Smith College and enough lawyers and shrinks to choke a horse. It is, or at least once was, considered a place friendly towards homosexual women.
Photo taken today at about 3 p.m. outside a once-movie-theater-converted-to-concert-venue:
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Photo taken today at about 3 p.m. outside a once-movie-theater-converted-to-concert-venue:
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