The last dance, summer 2025
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The bikes, left scattered on the grass. The sunset glowing between the houses, as the kids squeeze the very last hours out of their summer rides.
It’s been an incredible summer, specially for them. Friends, trips, endless games, and experiences that will now have to wait a whole year to come back again.
A chapter closed, with memories that -hopefully- will shine bright until the next summer opens its doors.
