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Last year I was in New York for St. Patrick's and Rosemary and I went to the parade down Fifth Avenue. It's a massive parade full of police officers and servicemen, and one of our friends was playing his tuba with his national guard unit. It was all very cool, figuratively and literally; it was extremely cold that day and I did not come prepared for it. I was thinking about that today and how that was a whole year ago and I was in New York then. Man I miss it sometimes.
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