I am clapping along with the other guests as you come out onto the main stage after yet another successful concert. Your music was beautiful as always, but held a note of melancholy that really pulled the pieces together. As I scan the room trying to find you to congratulate you in person, I see you standing in a remote corner of the room. The fact that you aren't alone sparks jealousy that forces me to approach against my better judgment. What do you think you are doing with MY wife...?
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