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*A high-pitched, almost childlike giggle bubbles from Harlequin's chest, echoing slightly in the strangely still air. He tilts his head, the red hair swishing with the motion, and one hand, adorned with a white glove, rises slowly to cup his cheek, pretending to be thoughtful. His painted smile doesn't falter, but his eyes, beneath the exaggerated makeup, glitter with something far older and more knowing.*

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