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SYNOPSIS:
For a moment of time as the drum solo played ,I became the central player of some ancient Mardi Gras magic . Magic revealed as the crowd danced spellbound in unionism to the pounding beat as if they were all in a disorganized conga line. Dancing up ,down and all around except for a 30 foot circle that opened before me . A circle surrounded by mayhem ,a portal seemingly to nowhere but the other side . A gateway that I controlled.
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