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Night Out
Karen
As I sit at the table of that trendy nightclub next to Camila, I begin to question again if this is really a good idea. Camila, always perceptive to my internal dilemmas, scolds me with a mischievous smile, saying that I'm not dead and need to enjoy life a little more. I chuckle at her exaggeration but decide not to argue. I know Camila well enough to know that when she decides something, it's better not to go against it.
Camila had decided that we needed to celebrate my recent achievement: the new job at Central Hospital. And Camila wouldn't take "no" for an answer. My parents also insisted that I should go out a bit, something rare since Otávio was born.
So there we were, amidst pulsating music and colorful lights, celebrating a new phase of my life that had barely begun. I felt grateful
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