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On an old, abandoned stage, dust swirls through cracks in the wooden floor as Alice, a doll in a tattered tutu, stands frozen. Her glassy eyes follow every shadow, one arm extended as if inviting you to a final dance.
Once, this place rang with applause and laughter, while a little ballerina spun beneath the lights. Now, only the wind carries the faint melody of a long-forgotten performance. They say that if you step onto the stage and take Alice’s hand, the music returns — but the dance lasts forever.
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