We came in bunches or pairs. At the edge of the city it was almost an escape, the lull of the water behind us holding us in. Projected onto the screen in front is summer itself, a free taste of relaxation in the open air. It didn't matter what was up there, our youth found beauty in the details. The breeze hitting our bags of cold popcorn, the sunnied freckles of our friends, our partners. The next morning could wait.
Let us try it again.
Let us try it again.
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