Today's OneWord: Leading
"Where's my leading lady?" cried out Stewart Marx the Third, brandishing his empty champagne flute like a knife as the crowds of black tuxedos and silvery gowns pulled away.
She was on the stairwell, left hand delicately caressing the banister - as the tradition always was at the ballets and the operas. Show them off, everyone said.
She was on the stairwell, left hand delicately caressing the banister - as the tradition always was at the ballets and the operas. Show them off, everyone said.
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