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Early Spring Hula
Winter lingers in spite or our pleas, yet we do not give in. Chilly gusts yet the sun was shining. A woman wiggled the hula-hoop while her gentlemen companion swung balls on a string. I don’t know what they’re called and quite frankly, the pictures of them didn’t come out so well. I’m not sure if was performance or some exercise or just plain fun. Certainly, fun to see. The vendors are not coming out yet in numbers, word is sales are down, yet the DJ spun trippy beats and spring was noticed and ready to be here to stay if not quite yet. The hula-hoop was not in vain.
Winter lingers in spite or our pleas, yet we do not give in. Chilly gusts yet the sun was shining. A woman wiggled the hula-hoop while her gentlemen companion swung balls on a string. I don’t know what they’re called and quite frankly, the pictures of them didn’t come out so well. I’m not sure if was performance or some exercise or just plain fun. Certainly, fun to see. The vendors are not coming out yet in numbers, word is sales are down, yet the DJ spun trippy beats and spring was noticed and ready to be here to stay if not quite yet. The hula-hoop was not in vain. 
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