Week 52

The night quietened down for just a moment so that the group could to catch the count, before growing as one voice.
Streamers rained from above as party horns tooted, hugs were shared, and songs were sung.
They welcomed in the New Year and congratulated each other on surviving the last, promising to make this one better.
But promises made at midnight can be hard to keep in the morning light.

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