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On Day 278, I found myself stuck in Cultural Purgatory aka <strong><a href="http://phoenix.about.com/cs/enter/a/firstfriday_2.htm" target="_blank">First Friday </a></strong>in downtown Phoenix.

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The crowd was surly, and the art was sophomoric.

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And that's all I am going to say because my father taught me that if you don't have anything nice to say, then don't say anything at all.

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He also taught me that you should always do your best.

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First Friday is hardly Phoenix's best.

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*****

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Whoa.  We thought the Jerome Grand Hotel was haunted.  Who knew that phantasms roamed the streets of downtown Phoenix on First Friday???