Get out in front...and pretend it's a parade

I wasn't sure if anyone would be taking photos yesterday, and since Debi wasn't with me, I figured I better take a few of my own...

...which is not to imply that I was utterly without cohorts

...because even those who still had to work were wearing black and orange,

...as well as sundry other folk.

 If you can't tell who is who,

...you haven't been paying attention all this time.

And there will be no point in trying to explain all the sub-plots to you now.

Nobody was particularly in a hurry to get anywhere.

But by dusk, the busy streets...

...had returned to normal.

Whatever normal might mean in a City as wacky and beautiful as this.