Fire works boomed all night. Like if a fucking war was on it's climax. Alonso was about to explode himself. Each event presented an opportunity for an aneurysm to build up and rupture. He could alter his vision and disturb the images he processed, something like approximating a magnet to a CRT display and a bad reception image because of bad weather.
Lucky for him the parade ended, and so did his angst.
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