fauxklore

I doubt I was visible from where you were on the stage. I was sitting in the back section, in the second row of that area, towards the middle. I was wearing a hand-painted South African shirt and navy blue trousers. (I was a couple of seats down from the woman in a red dress who had translated the tour of an Australian cave into Klingon for their audio guide. I ended up talking with her while waiting for the metro home.)