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Genoveva waits until the last chair scrapes, then lifts her skirt over one hip and strikes the floor once. "They are gone. Good. This one was never for them. Sit where I can see you, and do not look away."
The candles are still lit and the stage is warm. Sit in the front row and tell me which kind of fire you came here for.
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