[There's a bit of a commotion in the Opera House, and in the middle, Autor's journal flips onto voice post mode as his tablet is jostled in his pocket...]
--ome! Right now! Please!
[the rustling of fabric and Autor making a gasping noise as if there's pressure to his neck]
Sister, close your eyes and cover your ears. You're too pure for this.ST-
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I-I don't know what came over me...I didn't...mean to...
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....N-no.
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