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Welcome to So dead. I'm your host, Jen Carpenter, and I am back, baby.

Summer break is over. A festival of oddities is over until next year, of course.

And So Dead is back and uninterrupted until our season finale in November. Speaking of a

festival of oddities, that shit was crazy. Were you there? Somewhere in the ballpark of 15,000 people showed up. 15,000 people.

That is insane. But we'll talk about all of that later. What I want to talk about right now is what has become probably my favorite part of the festival doing a live show with my friend Nina instead of

already gone. Nina is phenomenal and it's always such an honor to work with her. Someday I will

shell out the money to rent equipment so that our shows can be recorded, but this year was not that

year. This year I wasted, I spent all of my festival dollars

on something else, something that turned out to be a valuable lesson and a good story, but also

a nightmare. And I'll tell you about that a little later too. Anyway, I hope very, very

much that Nina turns her story from the live show into an episode of already gone because it was

such a good one. I am going to share my live show story with you today. Even if you were there

and you heard me tell it the first time, it is definitely worth

another listen because the live show version was condensed. So more meat and potatoes here.

Nina and I decided this year to cover stories from Charlotte, which is home base for a festival

of oddities. And mine is one that I pulled out of a

dusty old newspaper after it was forgotten to time. You guys know how I love finding random old

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