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After dinner, everyone headed their separate ways. I walked up Canal Street toward Bourbon, thinking I would run back into the TBC Brass Band on the corner, but the Lucky Dog hotdog vendor said they had been there earlier and left. I soon heard the sounds of another brass band coming from the downtown side of Canal, but it proved to be a band coming outside from a wedding reception, so I walked down Bourbon all the way into the Marigny, but there was little going on there either. 

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