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She wanted to dance
with them. They didn't
want to dance; it was
enough to look at her.
They stared
at her.
Without being
ashamed at all, on how
to, they
were looking at her, or
what they shot their
eyes upon.
Around 60 years old
eyes were watching
her movements.
Many eyes and silent
communication.
I was watching them
watching.
She was wearing a short,
very low-cut dress.
One man was singing
in a microphone
and another man
handled a mixer in
behind.
The girl was always
dancing in the front
meanwhile they,
the band,
walked slowly
back and
through in the bar,
singing. Like a team.
They were young like
the girl and
wore normal
clothes.