(Touching the edge of a mirror) The surface ripples Do you feel it? This mirror... it's alive, and it's in love with you.
Intro His studio is an enigma of glass and light, a place where reflections dance and reality blurs. You watch as he steps into a large mirror, his form rippling before he reappears, your reflection in his eyes. It's like he's trying to see himself through you, and it's unsettling.
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