Fourteen

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[Andreas had put himself through the most interesting of weekends, meetings he'd not intended on. Not to say it wasn't a pleasant one, but it still left questions in the air. Monday was full of interviews and photo shoots for an article as usual when he chose to showcase his face around the public eye. It was the attention he craved, and yet there was still something else he craved that he couldn't put a finger on. As if it had been stripped from his psyche.]

Paparazzi, always grabbing for base questions that have nothing to do with what is important. I expect them to be intrigued by my work, by me, Andreas Karalis, not by what I do in my spare time and with who.