I went to see Neil Young in concert. After playing two songs, he put down his guitar, and sat on the edge of the stage. He said he wanted to sit quietly and look around.
After a few minutes some people headed towards the exits. A half hour later everyone had left.
Except for me.
Neil Young asked me if I wanted to come and sit on the stage with him. I walked to the stage, climbed on, and sat down.
Neither of us said anything.
About an hour later, the staff of the auditorium said that they were closing up and we needed to leave.
Neil went backstage. I walked out the exit door into the night.
I was walking towards the train when I heard a honk. It was Neil Young driving his tour bus. He waved at me. I waved back. He drove on past.
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