Invaded
7/5/2000
I have no idea where these people come from. They browse over tables and sales displays loaded with schlock art and junk, and enjoy hot Italian sausages smothered in onions and green peppers. Men I've never seen in town announce things from a podium, and occaisionally lead us in prayer. Things climax at noon with a lengthy, slow-moving parade featuring lots of fire trucks and no marching bands. One highlight of the parade each year is Leapin' Lena, a modified antique auto that rocks back on its rear wheels. The front fenders are hinged, and flap back each time.
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