A Night of Don Giovanni (Chapter One)

What happened that night I am not aware of exactly what it was, as it was like a dream where everything is blurry and all we see are the outlines of the place where we are or the people who surround us. Sometimes recognizing some of the people we already know while those we do not; we can tell little about apart from their gender, for their faces are never clear enough that we might distinguish them again as they in fact could be anybody and yet nobody.
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