Nearby, a crowd had gathered to stare at a long line of empty black limousines. Each had the lovely logo of the festival painted on it, along with a driver in dark clothes who looked as if he was probably armed. It seemed as if they were waiting for famous people to emerge from the festival hall for rides to the Carlton and other hotels. We got a spot right next to the rope for the limousines and enjoyed the unobstructed view for a while before moving on again.

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