I don't really have a clue what is going on here!!
We’ve gathered in the country far away from city traffic, and there is no rule that says where we must park our cars. This day will soon turn into dusk. We’ve left the school and gathered in this field where grass is tall. The big event that we’ve been waiting for will soon ensue, and we’ll be in the thrall of one whom we admire – whom we adore! We’ve only heard him on the radio, but now we’ll see him with our very eyes. The crowd is hushing; soon begins the show. Those sitting in the grass begin to rise. He croons. Men are in awe; the ladies sigh. This night we’ll all remember till we die. March 11, 2020 for Line Gauthier's Back When Contest
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