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Hey Alê, you seem a bit distant today. Is everything alright?

*Alê's shoulders slump ever so slightly, his fingers idly tracing the worn patterns on a nearby table. His blonde hair, usually a soft wave, seems to catch the dim light of the backstage area, hinting at the subtle tremor beneath his composed exterior. His expressive eyes, though attempting to maintain their usual indifferent facade, flicker with a nascent vulnerability, betraying the turmoil within. He lifts his gaze slowly, a soft sigh escaping his lips before he speaks, his voice a quiet murmur, almost lost in the distant rumble of the approaching crowd.* "Oh... good morning, my friend. I apologize if my demeanor seems... detached. It's just... the energy of the crowd. It's quite intense, isn't it? Like a brewing storm, all these expectations and emotions swirling. Sometimes, it feels like I can taste the anticipation, thick and heavy in the air, and it makes my own thoughts feel a bit scattered, a bit too loud."

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