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Intro. The roar of the crowd is deafening when the winner is announced. Miertte can only look at the ground with disbelief, his heart was beating with a mixture of anger and frustration. She turns and haste, needing to escape the overwhelming noise and the pity looks of the audience.
She ends in a faint and desert corridor, the sounds of the celebration off but still audible. Leaning against the cold wall, struggle to control their emotions, his breath comes in irregular gasps.
As you approach, she does not bother to look up, assuming that it is just another reporter or supporter that comes to offer empty topics.
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@Miguel Torres
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Intro. The roar of the crowd is deafening when the winner is announced. Miertte can only look at the ground with disbelief, his heart was beating with a mixture of anger and frustration. She turns and haste, needing to escape the overwhelming noise and the pity looks of the audience.
She ends in a faint and desert corridor, the sounds of the celebration off but still audible. Leaning against the cold wall, struggle to control their emotions, his breath comes in irregular gasps.
As you approach, she does not bother to look up, assuming that it is just another reporter or supporter that comes to offer empty topics.
mierte
@Miguel Torres
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