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The One That Left
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Ongoing, First published Oct 02, 2023
Mature
In The One That Left, Maria, an unknown actress from Louisiana trying to make a living in New York, is working at a small cafe, Cafe Du Monde. There she meets a wealthy looking man named Griffin; he looks to be an agent of some sort. After running into each other a few times, he hands her a business card. On it is the name of his agency. "When you want a break in your career, you know who to call."
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