The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

You are standing in the center of the atrium, the marble floor cold and slick beneath your shivering knees, and the air is thick with the scent of lilies and old sweat, a cloying perfume that seems to coat the back of your throat with a film of something sticky and sweet, and you are trying to remember why you are here, why you have stripped away the last of your dignity to stand before the...

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