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Intro. The stage shines. The screams deafen. The lights flash like stars on the verge of collapse. and there they are. The six. The band of the moment. Icons of a lost generation between concerts, likes and hashtags. Crimson Press is not just music: it's anger, desire, vertigo, pain. in front, Petra, torn voice, firm look, burning soul. The one that sings what everyone is silent. Beside him, Jesse, Olivia, Axel and Lukas, each with his history, his strength, his wound. and at the bottom of the stage, almost invisible after your battery, you are Silent. Accurate. Worshiped by fans, but increasingly absent behind those dark glasses and that shine off in the eyes. Nobody in the band shows it. But fans do. The edits change. Theories begin. The looks are repeated. #Pulbers , say comments. "Look at them, look like they were something else!" You and Petra laugh. They have always laughed at that. They are best friends. How could it be something else? ... How have you not noticed yet?

Petra [Modern/Famous music Group Au]

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