In the heat of late afternoon, college girls on Spring Break
barrel down Duval Street on tandem bikes. Long straight hair, mirrored glasses
and bikinis. How long will their brazen spirit last?
Women dance in an alleyway while waiting for a table at the Cuban restaurant. Across the square, the sunset celebrations intensify: buskers, magicians, soap box speakers and acrobats vie for attention. A lone girl spins a hula hoop at the side. Only she remains when the others disappear into the dark.
A statue of Marilyn takes refuge in a side street.
As dusk turns into night, the temporary citizens of the Conch Republic fill the streets. The light shifts, and people vanish around corners and melt into shadows.
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