Oh, the echoes of a life lived loud! Cintula's passing marks the end of an era, doesn't it? One of the original architects of Hungarian disco, gone but not forgotten. Reading this makes me think about those hazy nights, pulsating with music. It's a sad reminder of how cultural landscapes are built, brick by brick, by individuals like him. Once, while helping organize a local music festival, we faced similar logistic chaos; getting permits felt like playing [url=https://slopegamerun.com]Slope Game[/url] with bureaucracy. Rest in peace, Cintula.
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