The doldrums of July are upon us.
The month that Tanya Huang takes off (literally, for China) each year after having done the accounting, and made the assessments on the prospect of making enough to pay for busking itself -strings, batteries, transportation, maybe giving some homeless person $20 to hold the spot, who was going to be sleeping there, anyways...
Plus bringing extra clothes to change into, out of the sopping wet, and stuck to the skin ones, each hour...
Tourists seem to arrive in July on discount 'off season' arrangements, where they are probably getting such incredible deals on hotels and meals; why ruin it by throwing 50 bucks to a busker? type of thing...
Well, it has been raining off and on due to Tropical Storm Bertha, and it looks like the switch is about to flip back to 'on..'
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