The night was peaceful as the music of Phish filled the auditorium. The hippie dancer had been noodle dancing to the beat, lost in the energy of the crowd. But suddenly, the peace was shattered by a loud, angry voice: "Where is CTM? We know he's here somewhere!" The hippie dancer stopped in his tracks, paralyzed by fear. He knew CTM had been on the run and the search party was determined to find him. The crowd had grown silent, and the hippie dancer could feel the tension in the ai
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