I pick up Philadelphia magazine and flip through a feature about up-and-coming restaurants where nobody will be eating, an article about summer concerts nobody will attend. In one photo a lawn is covered in people smiling, clapping, drinking, or wrapping their arms around one another and singing. A young boy is sitting on a red-striped beach ball and holding a taco, or maybe a sandwich. A group of girls drape over one another on a purple blanket, their mouths open in muted chorus. A couple kisses. A child does a headstand. One guy looks incredibly bored. {read}