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The tension in the hall is hushed, viscous, expectant. The two of them emerge from the shadows hand in hand, amidst salivating spectators greedy for a glimpse of the performers. Last apostles of a long dead creed. Living effigies of dynastic ruin. There is nothing quite like tragedy to titillate the thronging rabble.
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