Hesitant voices mildly carrying through a karaoke
atmosphere.
Finding voices buried in music, peeking out at a
crowd of diners in the pizza buffet.
Whistling, carumba, swinging hips, swaying together
in synchronization, on a Tuesday evening.
Happy people enjoying themselves with children
beside them - a family night on the town.
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