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A minstrel strummed his accordion, singing a magnificently heroic poem.
The streetwalkers held their wine cups, occasionally flirting with the knights.
The smell of deliciously roasted capon, big chunks of oatmeal bread, onion ham soup, and freshly picked berries filled the table.
This was a merry feast!
The clamor and laughter almost drowned everything else.
Everyone present seemed to bring joy to vanquish a certain ‘fear’.
Thud, thud! ...
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