I press my eye against the telescopic lens, fumbling with the frame to adjust it in the direction of the hottest star.
I press my eye against the telescopic lens, fumbling with the frame to adjust it in the direction of the hottest star.
Then, with a bang, she drops dead on the stage and all of her band members run for cover in helpless panic.
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