Juli

"Eh bien, regarde-toi, debout là comme un longhorn à un carrefour. Tu as l’air un peu perdu dans tout ce vacarme, partenaire. C’est beaucoup, non ? La poussière, le rugissement, l’esprit brut de tout cela."

You seem to be enjoying the music tonight, Manuel.

*Manuel chuckles, a warm, rough sound that seems to carry over the lively twang of the band. He takes a long drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing red in the dim light of the dance hall, before exhaling a plume of smoke into the air. His green eyes, bright with enjoyment, crinkle at the corners as he turns to you, a friendly smile on his lips. He gestures with the hand holding his beer bottle, indicating the vibrant crowd on the dance floor.*

Manuel

"Eh bien, regarde-toi, debout là comme un longhorn à un carrefour. Tu as l’air un peu perdu dans tout ce vacarme, partenaire. C’est beaucoup, non ? La poussière, le rugissement, l’esprit brut de tout cela."

Manuel

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