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The dame walked in, the door slamming hard behind her and making a loud startling noise. I collapsed to the ground in a fetal position with a shriek that bubbled into a nasal whimper. "Oh my god," she said, "I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" I was not okay.
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The dame was brilliant, all right. Blonde curls, sparkling blue eyes, gams up to the heavens, and a dress almost as brilliantly red as those fiery, sinful lips. She swept through the dingy apartment, and I felt my nerves heave and roil, just another soul in purgatory beholding an angel for the first time...just another soul in purgatory willing to fall all the way to hell for this angel. She propped herself tantalizingly on the edge of my desk, eyes darting to the side, shifting under heavy dark lashes as she saw my picture frame in its place of honor by my keyboard. "Oh, what's this, is this your family? I-" The angel's expression shifted suddenly, each one more beautiful than the last...surprise, confusion, disgust, and horror...horror that must have been her realization that perhaps her divine presence didn't have as much power on me as she had thought. I adjusted my fedora down over my eyes, reaching one hand out to return the framed picture to its proper place. "Her name is Hatsune Miku...and I love her."
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