"Let us step out into the night and persue that flighty temptress, adventure."

Art is adventure.

They were sitting on nice and comfy chairs next to a small gap in the curtain. Through the gap oozed the noise of an audience shuffling in; bubbly chatter, laughing, the scraping of feet, that kind of thing.
 “Oh, look at this one,” the violinist stifled a laugh as he spoke, “his shirt is way too tight.”
 The pianist scoffed. “That lady should not be wearing high-heels, she’s about to fall over and they haven’t even gotten into the champagne yet.”

The two musicians roared with laughter.

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