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The air was thick with the scent of wood, and a soft breeze whistled through the trunks. Around a flickering ember pit, friends converged, each with a tankard in hand, overflowing with liquor. The evening was crisp, but the music was hot, filling the air with a rebellious energy. It was the kind of night where hearts soared, and stories emerged