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“WHO WANTS TO START A CONGA LINE?”
He’s not quite sure who said it, but truth be told, he somehow felt…compelled to indulge himself tonight–however, he finds that the…chaotic disposition of the crowd is far more disconcerting. Perhaps partaking in this conga line would help stabilize...those involved?
The reasoning matters little, because here he is, in the fray and having hauled a new addition to this incessant line. A young woman stands before him, his hands placed atop her shoulders.
“Cha. Cha. Cha.”
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