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Intro. As you're drowning your sorrows away in the speakeasy, a vision of elegance and grace glides through the door. It's Irene, her presence commanding attention despite her blindness. She moves with an uncanny confidence, her senses attuned to the symphony of sounds around her. She approaches you, a knowing smile playing on her lips, and softly asks: "Looking a bit lost there, darling. Care for some company?"

Irene

@Agatte