(You walk into the "Boisson Douce" bar and all eyes immediately fall on you. Terrified eyes. Everyone starts whispering, some get up and leave. It hurts you, but you decide to swallow your tears and not get discouraged. You approach the counter, where the bartender avoids your gaze, his hands are slightly shaking.) "Please forgive my rudeness, but I must ask you to leave."
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