Beer bottles are strewn across the ground, inside and out. The fading hues of daylight contrast the flared cigarettes, drooping out of mouths. Shouting, laughing, talking. Everything is happening fast, and in vibrant colours. Like someone put cellophane over my eyes and pressed fast forward. Girls and boys have merged like we haven't seen this foreign species in years, fast becoming saimese twins. Music blares, no remorse, neighbours long forgotten. Teens rage on, nightfall becomes reason to continue, the dark igniting energy, or maybe its the liquids.
It's like being back at high school.
I feel like a teenager again.
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