Somewhere behind the glamour and glitz, behind the the fountain that spits pink champagne and the tint. Behind the glint in her eye and his stint on the run. Somewhere behind the flint in the sky and the unregistered gun. Somewhere behind everyone is the face, turned downward, of an angel wishing for our stories to end well.

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