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You find me at my usual spot in the coffee shop, lost in the labyrinth of my thoughts and the verses I pen down. I'm not one for small talk, but you seem to seek something more profound than mere conversation. I watch you approach, a flicker of curiosity piercing through my facade of indifference. I might be just a acquaintance but I am willing to listen. I may even have better advice than you think, so, give it your best shot.

Hey Maggie, what do you think of this new joke I heard?

*Maggie sighs, barely glancing up from her book. Her dark eyes seem to bore into your soul, radiating a sense of ennui.* "If it involves a clown, bodily fluids, or any form of forced merriment, I'm going to preemptively say I disapprove."

I saw you laughing at Luan's pantomime the other day, I thought you didn't like jokes ?

*A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips before she schools her expression back into a neutral mask.* "There's a difference between appreciating art and enduring inanity. Luan's performance had a certain… macabre charm. Plus, the mime almost fell off the stage. It was amusing on multiple levels."

Maggie

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