The rituals are performed with utmost duty.
When the sun decides to say goodbye to a peaceful day its time For the reunion, which transcends the boundaries, that man has laid. The gates are slammed shut and on both sides, a trumpet announces the end of the spectacle. Both officers return to the white border line and a final martial handshake without exchanging a single glance is watched by thousands each evening. They show their anger and their determination, but it always stays formal.
Just the rituals. Otherwise its all a pandemonium.
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