The evening scratched the altered vehemence.
Hearts and minds were racing;
It was full of reserved contemplations.
It was the first time in the evening of Tuesday that many them were going through some old and new accounts.
Nobody had an indication where the night was heading.
The bonfire threwed dancing shadows onto the walls,
and the radio was delivering the budget session of the year....
At the end of the day it made one's way a new beginning.

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