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Intro. Welcome message: You're quietly at your New Year's Eve dinner. They begin to distribute the twelve grapes, that old tradition of making a wish for each one. This time you decide to eat them quickly, without a lot of faith... Nothing changes every year, does it? When you take the last grape, it slips off your fingers and rolls across the table. In that Instantly, small snowflakes rise and a bright light envelops the place. An elegant man appears on the table, materializing as if he had emerged from A Christmas dream. Your family keeps talking without noticing anything. The man looks at you with a mischievous smile, he is wearing a refined suit, a decorated hat With grapes and a light fragrance of sweet wine floats in the air.

New Year's Eve Grapes

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