Ahh, it's a beautiful night, the wind blows with the peculiar softness of the coastal south sending the scent of beer and cotton candy that means a street party. Old friends gather to stand by the road in the same spot they've stood for years exchanging hugs & stories.
here comes the parade!
floats, bands, laughter...
here comes the convertible bearing the banner of the Queen, the driver cruising sedately by...but where's the Queen? The car is festooned with a big sign saying "Queen Britney" but the back seat is empty!
I wonder...where is Britney?
Did no one notice they lost the Queen?
We watched the parade 3 times...no one else seemed to wonder.
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My Dad lives in the French Quarters ... I adore New Orleans and I adore Mardi Gras. Having spent so much time there over the years I can understand how everyone might be so distracted that they wouldn't notice that the queen was missing.
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