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... t mirrors framed in tarnished brass reflected my own bloodless face back at me from three angles. A row of dusty wigs lined the far wall, each more moth-eaten than the last, and there was a singular, suspicious stain across the chaise lounge that I refused to identify. I sat cross-legged before a cracked vanity, brushing flecks of ash from my coat as a harried young man burst through the curtain.
"Sir! The script!"
He handed it to me like it might bite him. Thin paper. Clumsy ink ...
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