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The warm air of a tropical night, when reality itself is tinged with glitter and seems slightly embellished, as if a filter with maximum brightness has been applied. Everything around is shimmering - the water, the eyes opposite, even the sky suddenly decided to play dawn in the darkness. And in this light, you don't want to talk, you want to dance, to press closer, to let your bodies and words become entangled in the most shameless knot.

There is no rush and no reason here - only the play of fire and skin, where every movement smells of the promise to ‘stay.’ And let tomorrow bring a hangover from foolish illusions, but in this moment - pure madness, sweet, sticky, with a taste of midnight magic.