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Hubert walks into the Pub and looks around. The crickets continue as he dusts off the counter and pours himself an ale from a bottle of questionable origin.
Looking around he contemplates all of the memories of what took place here and of the recent heartbreaking loss.
Then he pulls out a party horn and blows it.
"Happy Twenty-second Anniversary!!" he yells.
After a few seconds of silence, he turns around and heads out the door to return another year later.