while we thoroughly celebrated both before and after the 4th, the actual night of was by far one of the most memorable nights of my life. our impromptu stop by glendale for the deadly display of fire works was when shit really got magical, including but not limited to running wild in the post mayhem mist, coming out of the ali babba and cliff hanger alive, witnessing of the strongest man in the world contest and other such shenanigans that made us collectively feel as though we were reborn.
here is a visual recap:
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i love fires in the sky and i love you.
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