Coachella: The good, the bad, and the extra

Dear Coachella,

I first saw you in a photo. Was it in a magazine, a website, or my Instagram feed? Doesn’t matter because it was love at first sight. I was enamored and could picture myself frolicking and dancing my way through the grass like a clichΓ©. Thought it was a dream when I finally got my hands on a wristband. And this weekend, we finally met.

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