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I like your story.
We watched the fireworks at our local playground as usual ...except this time it was in light rain. I almost thought they were going to postone it but they didn't. Most of the young kids and some not so young were jumping around and dancing to the live band playing all sorts of mixed cool music, rock, hip-hop etc. ...I kept mentioning how it had Woodstock vibes to it but I think some didn't know what Woodstock meant. My kids were soaked but enjoyed the show. I had an umbrella ella ella ella but my feet got wet anyway.
I especially like the going out on the roof part. I have this "thing" about going out on roofs whenever I'm in a building with a potential view. Many hotels I've been in around the world. I find that those "do not enter" or "authorized personnel only" signs on the roof entrance doors are only symbolic, so I make an effort at getting thru, though I've never cut a chain or broken anything. One of my fav roof exploits was on top of Sacre Cur in Paris. In the upper levels there were boarded up doors, but not boarded up too securely. So I got behind one of those and started climbing higher and higher on tight winding stairways ...the crunch under my feet, when I let a match to see in the pitch dark, turned out to be bird droppings and other bird related mess; finally I got out on the highest minerettes with great views of the city and with some great unusual angles for photos of the cathedral itself.
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