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I slunk off of the stage and got my

makeup finished and my costume

malfunction functioning and was ready,

but embarrassed, to take my second

approach to the stage to utter the same

soliloquy as before, knowing it would

now fall flat.

I was in my chair, sitting solemnly,

waiting for the curtains to open so I

could deliver the now infamous

address, when the excited stage

manager rushed on and told me I had

forgotten my microphone. During my

futile attempts to explain that the

director had said that I didn’t need a

microphone, he managed to pin it to me

and stuff the transmitter into my

pocket.

The stage manager had no sooner

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