Twelve hours before I left to see The Killers, Foster the People, Bleachers, and Andrew McMahon in concert I was in the middle of nowhere Pennsylvania at a screamo band concert so my friend Lexie could see and speak with one of her favorite bands.
620 miles in 36 hours.
Things happen fast.
The day of The Killers concert I left with two friends, drove to the concert, chugged some beer, and snuck into some kickass seats with a center view of the show.
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