It’s Detroit with Jazz music and some French decorations.
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I remember one New Year’s Eve down on Bourbon Street when I was a student. Found a good bar serving hurricanes that would let my friends and I stand outside, buy drinks, and use the loo. I’ll never forget the scene as thousands paraded, shoulder to shoulder, through the street. It was like watching people enter the gates of hell. And, no, I’m not kidding. It really left an impression on me that was not pleasant.
Great theme for a short movie. I think rio could be added to the list, San Francisco, any other parades downhill?
I was at Mardi Gras in ‘70, the commemoration of Easy Rider. My date wore a tie (we had an event before the BIG event), which was picked right off of his neck. To this day, I have no idea why.
I hope the bar was Pat O’Brian’s.
“I’ll never forget the scene as thousands paraded, shoulder to shoulder, through the street.”
During Mardi Gras, when leaving an establishment, one needs to go with the flow.