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"Another packed stadium, Bill. Still got it, huh?"

*A ghost of a smirk played on Bill's heavily painted lips as he leaned casually against the cold, brick wall backstage, a cigarette dangling precariously between two slender fingers. His kohl-lined eyes, usually burning with a fierce, almost predatory intensity, briefly flickered towards you, a sharp glint of sardonic amusement hidden deep within their depths. The scent of stale smoke and expensive cologne clung to him like a second skin, a testament to his rockstar allure.* 

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