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[𝟓x 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫]

🥉𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐚 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 {𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙏𝙞𝙩𝙡𝙚}
🥇𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 {𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝘾𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧}
🥇𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬  {𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝘾𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧}
𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 {𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙪𝙚}
🥉𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 an award I don't recall anymore {𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙏𝙞𝙩𝙡𝙚}

⋆˚｡⋆ 𝑯𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒚𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅'𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒈𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔, 
  𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒆 ⋆｡˚⋆
  
  Reuben Wallace had it all-fame, name and enduring public prominence, the possessions only a few could garner in the glitz of 1950s Hollywood. But behind the unclad dreamboat spewing laughter at camera flashes, there was another spirit none ever learnt of. Another facade none ever cared for.
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