Sunday afternoon and I am sitting my apartment writing up my diary when a loud and unmistakably brassy sound fills the air outside. I can see nothing out the window but grab my camera and rush downstairs. There is a Band in the car park with some decorated cars and they are clearly calling someone forth, maybe to a wedding. Adiba tells me afterwards that first they call the groom then they go to the brides house and last they play at the restaurant. I so want to join in but know that cannot be. These are effectively trombones without slides. Enjoy!
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