A woman you meet at a gallery opening has had a varied career as a founding designer for Texas Monthly, an LA Times art director, a NY restauranteur and now is becoming a screenwriter. The temperature soars to near 100 and locals tell you that's about 20 degrees hotter than June usually is. You cross the bridge over Lake Austin and its shimmering blue water takes your breath away. A hot band with a cranked-up female singer-songwriter plays for two hours for a $5 cover to a full house in a place that doesn't even demand you buy drinks. The illuminated tip of the Frost Bank building follows you everywhere you go in and around the city. Yellow, orange and pink lantana burst out and are covered with mammoth swallowtail butterflies. You strike up a conversation at a restaurant with someone and suddenly you've made three new friends without hardly even trying. You agree, someone should keep Austin weird.
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