Not sure what you're on about. I had a square crossed arch tent (so not quite a dome) in the 90s. My uncle borrowed it to take to Woodstock. It was not salvageable after that, and I haven't had a tent since.
I can't sleep in my tents, only navigate with them. That's because all my tents are sex-tents (sextants).
Shit, I thought that was my local park. Though the ACABs go through there and slash and burn every now and again...
Running through a tent site is not the world's smartest plan. You'll trip on a guy wire.
I’m not your guy.