We arrived before the Man was raised, and while we were wondering what was wrong, why the Man wasn't up, the fire dancers still performed. |
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Finally the Man comes into view. Horizontally. |
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The Man was mostly up, but the neon was only half working. |
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I had what should have been a good spot, except that the people in the front row insisted on standing. |
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Everyone sits down. Except me. I fall awkwardly onto the camera tripod of the guy on my right. |
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Huh? The arms aren't up, there hasn't been any lighting ceremony, and there are people all over the place. This has got to be wrong. |
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The Man ignites prematurely, and I'm stuck peeking between people's heads. Can't get up, can't get down, can't move. |
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Fireworks erupt in huge clouds of smoke. |
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Wow. Even through the narrow crack between these heads, it's still incredible. |
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Sparks shoot from the approximate vicinity of the Man's crotch. |
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Is that the Man? Is he still standing? |
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It seemed every time I tried to get a picture, someone moved and I had to shift into yet another painful position, blurring the picture. |
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The smoke is starting to clear... |
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Yes! He's still standing! |
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I think I fell again here. |
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Good silhouette of someone's ear. |
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After all that, the Man still stands. |
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