Starboy thinks you can see the Goodyear Blimp at pretty much any time. And—he sort of does. The airfield is about a half hour south of downtown, and we must see the blimp once or twice a month. He actually recognizes the sound and can differentiate it from all other aircraft. ("No, Starboy, I don't think that sound is the blimp, that must be—Oh. You're right! Look, the blimp!")So today's trip to the farmer's market, where the blimp swam overhead like a daydreaming goldfish, felt just right.
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