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The air was thick with the scent of pine, and a soft breeze rustled through the leaves. Around a flickering ember pit, friends mingled, each with a tankard in hand, overflowing with beer. The evening was crisp, but the music was electric, filling the air with a rebellious energy. It was the kind of night where souls soared, and stories unfolded