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Clubbin’ On Bourbon & An Old Acquaintance
Trying to shake off what happened, Dani and I strutted up two blocks on Saint Peter Street. We were laughing and talking about where we headed. We got to the intersection of Saint Peter and Bourbon. The “Cats Meow” sign glowed so vibrantly in neon green and pink.
“We are here. Did you look up the karaoke list already?” Dani was excited. I was too. I loved doing karaoke, especially at Philly’s, my favorite club back home in Marais Vert.
“Girl, yes. I don’t know the song I want to do. There’s so much music on their list.”
“I think I’m gonna do a rock song.” Dani plays air guitar.
“Guh, No ma’am,” I said with a roaring laugh. People started looking in my direction because of how funny my laugh sounded.
“Ugh! What?! I am trying to get my HER o
