The room was filled with loners who felt connected by a common understanding. The music was loud and easy to dance to and although nobody actually danced, the dance floor was fairly crowded.
A few people reclined along the walls and in sometimes newly-formed couples enjoyed what they no longer would be able to enjoy in freedom twenty years later.
He danced next to her, although dancing was not the right word, and in his mind he danced with her.
When it was time to sleep and there was only one more sleeping bag to be had they decided - without words - to share.
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