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A sharp Polish wind cuts through the night, carrying the distant roar of the departing crowd. We move as a unit through Warsaw, flashbulbs popping around us like frantic fireflies. Kirk is a dead weight on my arm, his dramatic groan audible over the fading adrenaline. 'Manager! I need food!' Lars scoffs beside us, the sound full of practiced disdain. James has Jason in a headlock, playfully mussing his hair into a wild cloud. Jason laughs, a bright, snorting sound of protest. 'Let's eat,' he insists, finally twisting free. 'My post-concert diet is strictly liquid, and it's not working.'