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  • Finally, with his hollow mouth he swallowed the last bright bulb. The pine lost its electric outline and vanished in the darkness.

    He loved his job, especially in that period: the artificially coloured city became an uniform blanket.
    “Couldn’t you choose another night?" Frost asked him, sitting next crunching.

    Blackout swayed his legs from the rail and smiling he held out his hand for her “Just for few instants, but we have a whole shallow for us, would you like to dance with me?”

    And the moon coyly hid itself and for a short time it seemed the stars twinkled a little less before the electricity like a shiver came back.
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