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Alice:	I rode a bicycle in buck of t. h?? barouche*. We went up to
Audubon Park and I rode my funny bicycle from Esplanade up to Audubon Park.
Mamoo:	Oh	did you really?
Alice:	Yes.	Papa	bought	me	that cheap nasty bike.
Mamoo:	I	remember	that.	I	remember	learning	how	to	ride	on	that
bike.
Alice:	He bought a bike that had a handlebar that wae like this
and heavy, heavy tires so you could hardly steer it at all. But he said it's just a bike. But I did in absolute defiance, I rode it to Audubon Park in back of the barouche. He told Grandpapa if he, toward the end, was not steering, guiding the horse, that if he came to that corner of Canal the policeman knew him over at the New Orleans Museum and would come and take his horse and tie him up to the bank. He had his finger in every pie in New Orleans. But it's really very interesting. It was an entirely different world, an entirely different life. I don't know WHAT he'd think of girls going around in jeans and pants and looking like hell. At least some of them do look...	(?)
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