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The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didn’t demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @untless exists as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. πŸ’πŸŽ‡

Until the year finds its rhythm,
Malaki Riesjad
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The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didn’t demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @younjunt exists as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. πŸ’πŸŽ‡

Until the year finds its rhythm,
Malaki Riesjad
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The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didn’t demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @HANJlIN as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. πŸ’πŸŽ‡

Until the year finds its rhythm,
Your Papa.
The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didn’t demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @KinOfGreesacht exists as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. πŸ’πŸŽ‡

Until the year finds its rhythm,
Caravaggio.
πŸ’˜4πŸ’―3πŸ“3
The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didn’t demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @JuyseonLee as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. πŸ’πŸŽ‡

Until the year finds its rhythm,
M.
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The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didn’t demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @GYUXIN exists as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. πŸ’πŸŽ‡

Until the year finds its rhythm,
Corven
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The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didn’t demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @Iibrariann exists as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. πŸ’πŸŽ‡

Until the year finds its rhythm,
Corven
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The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didn’t demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @WOVNYO exists as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. πŸ’πŸŽ‡

Until the year finds its rhythm,
Corven
The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didn’t demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @Cherrilane exists as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. πŸ’πŸŽ‡

Until the year finds its rhythm,
Corven
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The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didn’t demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @ciaognocchi exists as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. πŸ’πŸŽ‡

Until the year finds its rhythm,
Malaki Riesjad
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The calendar shifts, almost imperceptibly, and the world seems to exhale with it. What lingers now feels chosen, moments that didn’t demand attention, exchanges that carried weight without noise, pauses that made space instead of filling it. Somewhere within this quieter turning, @Housevour as part of what remains, threaded naturally into the days that continue. The coming stretch of time arrives without instruction or spectacle, settling in softly and leaving room for what endures. πŸ’πŸŽ‡

Until the year finds its rhythm,
Lll.
2πŸ’˜7πŸ’―4❀3❀‍πŸ”₯2πŸ”₯2πŸ“2
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As the final hour chimed and the night folded itself into starlight, our event reached its gentle close. Beneath a sky brushed with quiet wishes, we gathered in warmth and laughter, sharing moments that bloomed softly and stayed close to the heart. Time felt tender here, woven with smiles, whispered stories, and a sense of belonging that needed no explanation.

With heartfelt appreciation, we honor you for entering this shared moment and entrusting us with your memories. Each presence held its own weight, every fragment of time blending into something quietly enchanting. As the new year unfolds its pages, may the afterglow of this day endure. Until we meet again, Ceyis.

Warm and love, @Cherrilane. πŸ’πŸŽŠ
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γ…€γ…€γ…€Early New Year celebration
γ…€γ…€γ…€γ…€on December 30th
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It all started with a simple plan. Grachter's Soobin, Danvery's Sangwon, Etherhail's Sowon, Rosenvelt’s Sooin, Vermillion's Karina, Duisterg's Pharita, Scalden's Sullyoon, Roesjad's Dohoon, Montgolfier's Chaewon, Caelthwynn's Minju, Cherrilane's Carmen, Velthrone's Juun buy some needs for today at the market. And all of us go to Diaz's Sion to celebrate this early new year. Schumann's Soobin, Delaire's Taesan, Hansley's Hanjin, SchrΓΆder's Isa, Geisler's Winter, Gritner's Ryujin, Duisterg's Jongho, Geldart's Phuwin, Runeshard's Sunghoon prepare grilled meat from chicken, beef, fish then sausage and grilled corn. We also provide other things such as lettuce, sauces and other vegetables. In other side Delmeist's Seungmin, Runeshard's Myungjae, Ignarev's Carmen, Norbury's Karina, Stahlbaum's Jiwoong, Eryndor's Joy, MeirhΓ€rt's Carmen, Schumann's Shinyu, Mistlesoir's Youngjae, Eryndor's Haechan prepare for fireworks and marshmallow.

We may come from different houses, but nights like this bring us closer. No fancy party, just simple food, shared effort, and genuine happiness. The smell of grilled sausages, chicken, fish, and corn filled the air, mixing with laughter, stories, and jokes shared across fences that no longer felt like boundaries. Neighbors became family, and the street felt warmer than ever. Even the marshmallows melting over the fire reminded us how sweet togetherness can be. And as the night closed, fireworks lit up the sky, marking not just an early New Year, but another chapter of friendship, unity, and gratitude.
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happy mensive and happy new year, ceyis!