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Stars twinkling from ropes, not quite reaching their celestial bretheren, watching the people below gleefully. The mouth-watering smell of food cooking, warming those in it’s reach and comforting the sloshing bellies of those whose cups run over.
Festival, bright tents set up, people whirring between them, some fast, flying through, others meandering and picking up every object
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Stars twinkling from ropes, not quite reaching their celestial bretheren, watching the people below gleefully. The mouth-watering smell of food cooking, warming those in it’s reach and comforting the sloshing bellies of those whose cups run over.
Festival, bright tents set up, people whirring between them, some fast, flying through, others meandering and picking up every object