I felt this cold, withering, glance from the crowd. It seemed, they had pure disgust for my being there. The spectator’s vibes totally closed down on me. It felt, almost like, they were gnawing away at my insides; like the steak and wine they ate/drank. Thee “head lady”, at this establishment, took me in; sort-of, under her wing, as if she
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