By Daniel Hester

It was a warm Friday afternoon and I was slowly making my way to the corner of Conde and Jorge Newberry, ambling my way among the residential Palermo streets. Upon arrival I was immediately greeted by two young women, one dressed in a peach colored toga gathered by a white belt about her waist while the other donned electric pink shorts, blue stockings and a matching blouse.  All smiles, the two enthusiastically welcomed me to the growing group of people that was forming on the corner sidewalk.  These two eclectically clad young ladies, as it turned out, were to be my tour guides for the afternoon.