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... alf of the night.
Between midnight and three in the morning was the most lively and wildest time.
Box 009, a large private room.
Deafening sounds blared from the speakers, yet nobody was singing; instead, two people were tangled on the sofa.
"Truly an eyesore!" a strange androgynous voice came from the microphone.
The two on the sofa paused and suddenly got up, looking around the room.
They couldn’t figure out where the voice was coming from.
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