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As the audio begins, the night in San Javier, Cordoba-Argentina, comes alive with the distant rumbling of an impending storm. The darkness of the night is pierced by occasional flashes of lightning, illuminating the lush green landscape briefly before plunging it back into the shadows. The air is thick with the scent of wet earth, a hint of the rainstorm that's about to unleash its power. The serene silence of the night gradually gives way to the cacophony of sounds typical of a nocturnal symphony. Amidst the echoing sounds of the nocturnal creatures, a distinctive chorus rises, the chorus of the frogs. Their croaking fills the night, a melodic rhythm that syncs perfectly with the distant thunder. As the storm gets closer, the frogs' calls grow louder, as if in a competition with the rolling thunder. The sounds, both from the frogs and the storm, create a harmonious blend, adding a captivating charm to the night in San Javier
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As the audio begins, the night in San Javier, Cordoba-Argentina, comes alive with the distant rumbling of an impending storm. The darkness of the night is pierced by occasional flashes of lightning, illuminating the lush green landscape briefly before plunging it back into the shadows. The air is thick with the scent of wet earth, a hint of the rainstorm that's about to unleash its power. The serene silence of the night gradually gives way to the cacophony of sounds typical of a nocturnal symphony. Amidst the echoing sounds of the nocturnal creatures, a distinctive chorus rises, the chorus of the frogs. Their croaking fills the night, a melodic rhythm that syncs perfectly with the distant thunder. As the storm gets closer, the frogs' calls grow louder, as if in a competition with the rolling thunder. The sounds, both from the frogs and the storm, create a harmonious blend, adding a captivating charm to the night in San Javier
