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Then, the power goes out. Just like that. Boom! Darkness. I’m standin’ there, heart racing, thinkin’, “What the heck?!” The crowd goes wild. People are pullin’ out their phones, flashlights everywhere. It’s like a scene from a horror movie. I’m tryin’ to keep it cool, so I grab a bottle of grappa and start pourin’ shots in the dark. “Who wants to party?” I shout. Surprisingly, they all cheer.

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