Arrrr, maties…the seas were rough that day, and out of the surf came a-sauntering the likes of creatures never seen since last year’s exodus from the deep. The streets came alive with mermaids in pearls and sequins, wigs and glitter. At their sides, neptunes strode, bodies the color of seaweed and tropical lagoons. Their revelry was complete with horns, drums, trombones and slapping flippers on the tarmac. The aquatic ensembles twanged, sambaed, sashayed and stomped to ragtime jazz past reviewing stands and eager crowds. Awash in beads and baubles, the ‘maids and ‘tunes tossed their booty into the swarm of landlubbers lining the avenue. And, by jiminy, the masses loved ‘em, they did!
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