"Ladiesssssssss andddddd gentlemmmmmmen! May we present you the Henry Rooooooouge!"
The rounded tent filled with people, passion filled the tent. Gentlemen shouting, their hat falls off, but they have no time to care as the red curtain ascends. Ladies stare in anxiety, searching for pride and the glimpse of hidden jealousy.
I stand at the far back, waiting for something. For what exactly I am waiting for? I don't know. Confused and lost I reach the stair to the upper circle.
"Where is Franky?" a girl was shouting, it was Jessi.
She grabbed my hand and strode through the now over excited crowd, we reached the edge of the circle, and Jessi left with the mission of finding Franky. I looked around and found couples talking, laughing, with wines glasses clinking. The red curtain has now fully ascended with the bonbon girls swinging their legs high, musicians exercising every bits of their souls, but people are waiting, still waiting for the real show to come. Not yet they think, the diamond is yet to come.
* to be continued *
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