It was the winter of 2004: the winter of endings, the winter of beginnings; there was beer, vodka, whisky; there were bikes, zooming past the stadium and the empty roads of 70; there was stress, there was fun; there was fear, there was procrastination; there was insecurity, there was a sense of wonder; there were mistakes, there were discoveries; there were setbacks, there was freedom; there was hope, there was inception. It was unlike other winters. It was bright and invigorating. It was a defining winter.
It was an epoch of beginnings. It was a prelude to the memorable years to follow.
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