It was time. As the key shifted three half-steps upwards, he rose from the barstool and walked towards the front of the stage. He found a pair of middle-aged eyes and sang directly to her. There was new merchandise for this tour.
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As in the weather 
Wonder how many t-shirts she bought?
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I’ll bet she threw her panties. 😉
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I kinda despise that he did it for money. But then, your story would be less interesting for me somehow if he just wanted to bring her joy.
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My favorite concerts are revival tours, haha! Love seeing bands from my youth.
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Sounds like Nate read cynicism in our aging pop star, but I read…I don’t know exactly, maybe resignation? But maybe I had my rose colored glasses on. Either way, it created a vivid picture and an interesting character.
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You’re both right! He’s tired of having to do this, but also knows what needs to be done. Glad you enjoyed it 🙂
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