That moment has always impressed her. When the flames of the bonfires begin to devour everything, with the sound of constant explosions in the background preventing anyone from sleeping that night. From her corner, sitting on a curb, it seems that everything stops for a few moments and goes into slow motion. With friends dancing, already clumsily, even if it's only 12 at night. Sharing attempts at choreographies with strangers who no one knows where they came from. And who will soon disappear to be replaced by others, protagonists of the anecdotes of the day after, when the only thing that isn't funny is the headache. When they realize she has slipped away again, they call her. Then, she grabs the fuse and prepares to run, one more year, until dawn.
INFORMATION
Author: Mar Malota
Text: Cristina Martín Valbuena
Title: "The Night of Sant Joan"
Website: https://www.malota.es/About
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