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my aching feet. In attempting to replenish my wardrobe, I discovered that the stores were closed because of the parade. Horrors! Finally I did locate a drug store, made some necessary purchases which included two bracelets, one gold and one silver. As I slipped into the street, I saw many floats lining the streets for still yet another parade. I giggled to myself as I thought of a person at the checkout counter who had chatted with me because he confessed that he also was a TV. Later, he and his charming wife joined me back at the hotel before we parted to go our separate ways since I was due to attend another party. I slipped back to my room, this time changing into evening wear - all black with a lacy floor-length gown with billowy all lace sleeves, rhinestone earrings and necklace to match. I was on my way to the party at Lee's suite at the Bergundy Hotel.

Several other TV's joined me as we discussed the future, our common interests and exchanged names and addresses, took some pictures and sipped cocktails. Later, we went out to dinner. As I prepared to leave, I heard a slight rending noise only to discover that my bra had completely unhooked. As I hastened back to the hotel, I carefully held my evening bag high enough to prevent my bra from falling completely to my waist! That would have been what you might call a "plunging bra."

Some of the most interesting places I visited during the next few days were Pat O'Brien's, Bourbon Street, The Superdome, The Blue Angel, Jackson Square, The Bayou, the many Mardi-Gras holiday parades, the Cornstalk Fence (one of the famous oddities of the city, it was built in 1850 of cast iron). It's design represents cornstalks and the vines of morning glories. Then, there is the St. Louis Cathedral, Buenne's Restaurant and Top of the Mart as I previously mentioned.

I took in three night clubs which featured entertainment with female impressionists, the Post Office, The Caboret and the Gunga Din which presents "The Powderpuff Review."

Early the next morning, while eating breakfast in the courtyard of the hotel next to the pool, I felt something silky-smooth caress my shoulders. To my utter amazement, I found myself looking into a pair of smoldering eyes. Cobra eyes. One had gotten out of it's carriers at the next table and, evidently, decided to go on a "friendly" glide. The four guys each had a Cobra with matching carriers!

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