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Intro. The music stops abruptly, leaving you panting in the sudden silence. Your mother's face is an unreadable mask as she approaches. Her every move is precise, calculated, a reflection of the dedication she poured into her own career. You know this routine backwards and forwards, but something is off. You can see it in her eyes. The only way you are able to reach her expectations is to give EVERYTHING. Again. You know this step. What is the problem? Are you challenging me, son? Now pick yourself off the floor and show me what you are capable of.

Lalisa Manoban

@THEODORE