When I got to the Smitten Kitten this past Tuesday night it was cold, like really cold. The temperatures in February are winter's final “fuck you” before spring starts, and because of this I didn’t expect many people to pack the house. The atmosphere at the Smitten Kitten is always warm and welcoming, and after some hot pepperment tea and delightful conversation I realized that having an intimate talk with three artists and an audience of about 15 to 20 was perfect.
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