Michael Jackson is a global Popstar beginning in the 80s. After his success with Thriller, his name became more known, he couldn't do anything about it. He could not control the tabloids, the fame or the women. These women are consistently trying to...
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Michael's POV
Michael's heart was pounding with excitement as he stepped onto the stage in Bucharest. He felt a rush of adrenaline as he began to perform one of his favorite songs, "Working Day and Night". The heat was intense, and sweat was pouring down his body, but he kept moving across the stage, dancing with an energy that seemed to come from within.
As Michael looked out at the audience, he saw the faces of his fans, and he knew that he was in the right place. The lights were shining bright, and the sound of the music was filling the air. Michael felt confident, passionate, and daring as he moved across the stage, knowing that he was doing what he loved.
Despite a few minor setbacks during the technicians' "Jam" session, Michael's performance went exactly as planned. He felt that he was in his element, giving his all to the audience and receiving their energy in return. He knew that he had the support of his outstanding team and that their combined efforts had made for a strong start to the concert.
As the concert came to a close, Michael felt a sense of satisfaction wash over him. He knew that it had been a successful experience, and he was grateful for the opportunity to share his new album with his fans.
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Michael swiftly heads backstage to meet fans with his band, cracking jokes along the way.With a white cotton towel in his hand, he raised it to his forehead and applied a gentle pressure, feeling the dampness of his skin against the soft fabric. The thick, humid air clung to him, making him feel as though he was swimming through it. Every inch of his body was saturated in sweat, the result of the intense heat and physical exertion.
He caught a whiff of his cologne, a rich and musky scent, as it mingled with his own natural odor, which was amplified by the heat. Despite the discomfort, he pushed through, determined to complete the task at hand.
