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The dressing room, separated by boards, was long and narrow and cluttered, the hangers full of brightly colored and cheap performance clothes, the corners piled high with all sorts of odds and ends, electrical cords, plastic bags, fast food containers lined up against the wall where two long sofas of indeterminate age stood, the color of the sofas indistinguishable from one another, but that didn't stop it from receiving from time to time a panicked landing and panicked leaving of either fat or thin asses. When she first came here,...