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The Special Show
Tracy answered the door to her apartment. Her best friend Sara was standing on the other side in, fighting back tears. She'd called 20 minutes earlier, sobbing on the phone, hardly intelligible. Tracy invited her over. "Jesus, Sara," Tracy said. "You look awful." Sara, gave her a weak smile, walked past her to the sofa, and collapsed. Tracy poured two glasses of wine. She handed one to Sara who took it and drank deeply. Tracy sat next to her blonde friend on the couch, with her legs folded...