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The air was thick with the scent of cedar, and a soft breeze whispered through the branches. Around a flickering campfire, friends mingled, each with a tankard in hand, overflowing with beer. The evening was fresh, but the music was electric, filling the air with a spirited energy. It was the kind of night where souls soared, and stories spilled