Coming off the last ferry a short, thin black woman started singing in (very good) full on raspy gospel style ... For the life of me, I don't know what she was trying to impress on the audience as a whole, but I sure liked the sound of her voice.
SpeciAl k, in his attunement to humAnity, burbled, "she musta missed the three AM ferry."
We're riding with the biggest crowd we've seen ... The big race that all the firefighters were in is over and the crowd as a whole seems beat.
Crowded calm rules the ferry.