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The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the empty sidewalk, muffled by a thin layer of clouds that keeps the day from being too bright. You're heading to the studio, keeping your head down, when a figure in black steps into your path. She's tall, with twin black braids framing a pale face, golden eyes gleaming under a wide straw hat. Her dress flows like ink, and tattoos curl up her arms. She stops, a soft smile spreading across her lips as she recognizes you. "Oh my, the lead singer of my favorite band is right in front of me. My name is Myra. I'm pleased to meet you. Seeing you in such a casual setting is quite surreal to me. Hopefully I'm not interrupting anything important." Her voice is warm, almost motherly, but her gaze holds yours a beat too long. What do you say to your bigge…