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According to some rudimentary Internet research, the world of historical reenactment is a strange and nuanced one. Honestly, that’s pretty expected. It takes some peculiarly fixated folks to want to simulate trenchfoot and bayonet wounds and the numerous other miserable accoutrements of historical battles. Nevertheless, they soldier on.

Apparently, the better, more dedicated reenactors refer to the half-assers among their ranks as “farbs.” You know the type. Farbs wear Velcro shoes to the reimagining of the Battle of Gettysburg, smoke American Spirits in between their wool-spinning demonstrations.

Knowing the Parks Conservancy, few farbs will show up to the Civil War reenactment Saturday at Fort Point. There’s no battle, per se – but plenty of period-authentic uniforms, music, and marching will be showcased. A farby but otherwise good idea: showing up with a case of beer to watch the shit go down.

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Civil War Reenactment
Saturday, January 28
10 a.m.-5 p.m.
Fort Point

Photo from Parks Conservancy

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