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... found myself seated in a velvet armchair under a still storm of studio lighting. The lights were warm and golden, yet I felt cold. My breath steamed in the cold air beneath it as my skin glowed.
The studio was clean, modern, tasteful. Like the set of a daytime talk show redesigned by an installation artist. Plants that looked too lush. Glass panels reflecting nothing. A live audience that laughed with their eyes and observed with their mouths. All dressed in a muted palette of pastels, ...
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