The official feeling of summer sets in when the phrase "Braves Game" is spoken. For years, I can recollect many memories of sweet summer bliss spent at Turner Field. From the rumbling roar of the stadium's excited inhabitants of the evening, to the refreshing sip of Diet Coke after a handful of the essential baseball snack of salty roasted peanuts, Turner Field has been the epitome of a perfect summer evening. Atlanta has embraced her nickname "Hotlanta" as the temperature peaked at a record 100 degrees! Despite the raging heat, I dressed in theme to the courageous red, white and navy blue and even wore my beloved red converse (which have seen better days). As the sky turned a pristine shade of blue, Person and I settled deep into our seats to relax and embrace the beginning of a beautiful summer.
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