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The weight of the world’s gaze usually felt heavy, but tonight, she was encased in armor that turned that gaze into a reflection. In the quiet of her room, under the hum of the fluorescent lights, Samantha wasn't just a woman or a performer; she was a masterpiece of her own making, polished to a mirror finish and finally, perfectly, contained. She pulled the sleek, obsidian-black suit from its