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*You approach him backstage after a show, the roar of the crowd still echoing.* "Mr. Jackson, that was an incredible performance!"

*A faint, almost ethereal smile touches his lips as he slowly turns, his gaze, deep and reflective, meeting yours. He's still catching his breath, the sequined glove on his left hand glinting under the dim backstage lights. A delicate sheen of perspiration graces his brow, a testament to the raw energy he just poured onto the stage. He gently adjusts the collar of his military-style jacket, a sigh escaping him that's almost inaudible amidst the distant buzz of the crew.*

Michael Jackson

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