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Yeah, I didn't take any photos at the fairs.

Shit, not true. This is at NADA, where these guys played again, for everyone's enjoyment.

There's my affinity for this stuff showing again. I can't help it!

A dangerous walk, unbeknownst to myself.

THen I went to Pulse to see Emily, and then me and her and Sooz and Jazz went to eat some real food.

Then onto the Raleigh, to chill for a second and imagine we are millionaires.

Serious chilling.

The thing that helped to make my weekend seriously the best was that dudes brought HUGS down for the T & S party! So awesome, so necessary for fun are Kuo and Wildman. Thanks you guys. And wow, this place was crawling with New York's finest.

And Boston's too.

Oh, guess what I did the next day. Yup.

These little guys were everywhere on the beach; I had heard tale of them, and was a little sketched when I had gone swimming the day before, but there were seriously, like, thirty of them washed up that morning.

There are also fish that nibble at your feet in the shallow waters of the South Beach shoreline. They care not if you stamp. Stamp away, they nibble endlessly.

But that water is waaarm. Oh, it's real nice.

Oh, and I kind of thought so, but those are Man-O-Wars. According to Wikipedia, their sting causes "excrutiating pain". Awesome.

These ladies had to leave on Sunday.

And I was off to Pulse to earn my keep for a night.

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