We had such a good time in Spain we thought we would try something a little closer to home.
Here we are, outside Filene's Basement, waiting for the start of the annual Running of the Brides. After stampeding bulls, this should be a piece of cake.
We don't know what it is all about or what to expect.
Who is Filene and where are the brides running to? I don't get it.
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I guess it is time to run now. Where are we supposed to go? What are we supposed to do. Why are we here? |
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