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From the memory of her own name.
A man in the front row screamed, "CLARISSA! I LOVE YOU!" DJ Models - Clarissa
She didn't dance. She didn't nod. She just stared into the middle distance, past the flashing CDJs, past the neon "SOLD OUT" sign, to a point in the wall where the plaster was chipping. From the memory of her own name
Then she typed a message to Leo: "I'm done." past the flashing CDJs