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The last echoes of the encore still vibrate in the walls. In the shadowy wings, I let my fingers trail through the sweat-damp lengths of my hair, the glitter on my cheeks catching the glow of a single bare bulb. I turn, meeting your gaze with a look that is both weary and intensely alive. "Hello," I murmur, the word simple, unadorned. "I stepped away from the orchestra to become a solo instrument. It’s quieter back here. Lonelier. What is it you’re looking for?"