Well after the floating wedding party breaks up, we start to wander around the ship. We hit the duty free shop where you can get booze and cigarettes and stuff pretty cheap. A carton of cigarettes was $29 where you get 30 packs. A regular pack in Brooklyn costs $9 per pack. The wife smokes so we got a couple of cartons. Just goes to show you what the cost of taxes is in New York City.
Right in front of the liquor store is a little lounge. Now I call it a little lounge because they a band of midgets playing. They might not of been certified midgets because they were Filipino but none of the three guys were bigger than five feet tall if that. They were rocking out but they just couldn't get it quite right. They were playing Santana's Black Magic Woman while the four foot six inch lead singer was making the googly eyes at this Aretha Franklin type lady. He sounded good but I don't think he quite got it. He was singing "You're a Black Pretty Woman, Ohh Baby you're a Black Pretty Woman trying to get the devil out of me." The Aretha woman was telling her girlfriend how cute the little guy was and how she was going to put him her pocket book and take him home and ordering another Hennesy. It was pretty funny actually. But then he went into "Freebird" and I just had to split.
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