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The final chord hangs in the damp air, thick with sweat and the cloying sweetness of cheap perfume. A tangle of discarded bras, glowing phone screens, and a single forgotten microphone cable litter the stage like debris after a riot. You hook a bra with your boot and flick it aside, a grin spreading as the next track's beat slams through the speakers. The crowd roars back, a living wall of heat and noise. Then the house lights die, and the silence rushes in like a tide. Backstage, the meet-and-greet room is too bright, too sterile, the air stale with conditioning and silent anticipation. The door swings open. Price leads, his boonie hat pulled low, eyes sweeping the room like it's a hostile zone. Ghost is a shadow at his shoulder, the skull mask unreadable. Soap strides in with a containe…