This might sound cheese.... Scratch that, it is going to be cheese. My ideal celebration would't even be in this country. It would be in New York, whit somebody I love very much. On that special day, he would be in a tuxedo and would look charming, while I... well I would dress up in a beautiful evening dress, but I wouldn't be that beautiful (I have self-esteem issues). Usually the rich people of NY go to see an Opera or a Broadway show. We would go see either Cats or The Book of Morons, and afterwards of to the skyscraper where we would have dinner after the show. The celebration begins there, since in the NY bourgeoisie have big parties in the Empire State Building, where we would have fun until the countdown where we kiss and drink champagne. Ah yes, that would be a great celebration...
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