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At V, we drank. One drank a glass of beer, and the other drank Caiprinha w/ a little sugar. There have been the live concert of a small hybrid band. They played Hip Hop mixed with Jazz and a scent of the Arabic, then the brown skinned fascinators started to dance. so koool! One beat the African drum, one played the saxophone... The fusion of rhythm and sounds were nice, and filled that night. Really enjoyed listening to the music, w/ swingin'. Swingin', a glass of Caiprinha in the left hand. That's the night, the last night of City.
On the street, yellow leaves blew and swang w/ the northern sea wind, fantastic, but not chill. The night reminded me of the beginning ofPhantom Lady... And the night seemed to havethousand eyes(by Cornell George Hopley-Woolrich)