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| Pulsing rhythms pierce the night. Throbbing lights proclaim delight. Gentle breezes fan the bay As we slowly glide away. Lively bodies catch the beat, Swaying as they tap their feet. As we cruise the skyline fades, Buildings lit with many shades. 'Tis a magic odyssey! What a joyful place to be. | ||
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