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agp summer dance

It was pretty wonderful to watch Ava dance on the pedestrian mall this past Friday night. She was all alone out there, save for the shirtless drunk guy who appeared, wandered off, then reappeared to request his favorite song.

It was almost as if you could see the vestiges of last winter’s long, cold, dreary days falling from Ava’s shoulders as she moved. We ended up having to leave mid-song, but AGP surely would’ve stayed and danced all night if we’d let her.