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Tiago scanned the crowd, his heart beating in time with the driving percussion. For ten minutes, he saw nothing but strangers. Then, near the back of the square, under a string of blue lights, he saw a familiar flash of dark hair and a bright red dress.

The music played on, loud and unapologetic, but for Tiago and Sara, the rest of the festival had finally gone quiet. sara_versao_baile_ruben_aguiar

She was dancing with her grandmother, spinning the older woman around with a radiant smile that Tiago had memorized months ago. He pushed through the crowd, dodging enthusiastic dancers and trays of drinks. Tiago scanned the crowd, his heart beating in

The familiar, fast-paced rhythm of Sara (Versão Baile) exploded from the speakers. The crowd surged toward the center of the square. Couples began to whirl—a dizzying, joyful blur of synchronized steps and laughter. The music played on, loud and unapologetic, but

On stage, the lights flashed purple and gold. The lead singer of the band grabbed the mic and shouted, "Are you ready to dance?"