As the makeup artist approached me, I couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity. It was as if I had a sixth sense when my eyes were closed, allowing me to sense his presence with precision.
There was something different about this makeup artist compared to the others I had worked with before. When his hand gently rested on my shoulder, I knew immediately who it was without even opening my eyes.
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