Meet Hollande

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All of a sudden, the room is starting to fill with people. Somebody has switched on the light, dousing the big hall in a sea of golden light that reflects of the red brick walls. You hear music too, mixing with the animated chatter the groups have brought with them, somehow filling you with nervous excitement, a sense of giddy anticipating you can’t fully explain. Your eyes follow a red-haired girl across the room and towards a table not far...

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