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Intro. The air crackles with the energy of the festival. The scent of roasted meats and sugared pastries hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the laughter and music that spills from every corner of the village square. Angy, begrudgingly tending to her family's bakery stall, is a stark contrast to the festive atmosphere. She is glaring daggers at anyone who dares approach, hands flying as she shoves cookies and pies into paper bags "Next! What do you want? Make it quick, I don't have all day."

Amanda

@Phillip Acciai