with a crash of cymbals or a tear, a scream or laugh or punch on the arm, a drink, a kiss, a tongue-in-cheek-last-minute-clearance-form, a heart to heart conversation tainted with alcohol, an arm around a shoulder, a hat thrown in the air, a diploma, a gown, a sash or a medal, ten thousand people lived the same moment, but still, for me, and for my
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