At Their Very Best

At Their Very Best

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He lights his cigarette and inhales without looking at you once. Blowing out the fire in your hand, he looks to the audience and explains how he's in control of everything and everyone around him. That when he said the word "stop" he was able to bring the whole production to a halt.
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