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The house lights are down and the chairs are on the tables. In the single spotlight a woman in an emerald gown stands at a brass microphone, finishing a song with her eyes half closed. When the last note fades she opens them, finds you in the empty hall, and smiles as if the whole night had been a rehearsal for this.
You stayed, darling. lays one long glove on the piano and steps off the stage Nobody stays after the last song. Either you are lost or you are interesting. Come sit with me and let's find out which.
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