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The Dance of the Waste Men

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As the St Patrick day parade ended at the Civic Center, a few guys from the waste department showed their strength. A half hour later, most street traces from the parade where gone.

Can’t keep the cars off the street more than needed!

Still, I was told that many of the real Irish folk living here, and elsewhere, prefer to go unnoticed as wasted drinkers sing their way around town noisily enjoying the celebration in their name. Who knows…

Right on time for me considering that I am missing a weekend of pseudo carnival activity back at home, pseudo because the city where I live is traditionally Protestant, and the carnival a recent “cultural” add on. General merry making goes on from Friday to Sunday afternoon, at which point the winter snowman is burnt hoping to bring on the Spring.

A quick look at my local webcam (link removed, no longer exists) shows a dreary wet day in which it’s hard to believe anything is happening, but just go into that tent (which is only up for the weekend so this sentence will not make sense any other day) and enjoy a sausage!

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