Hector was exhausted. His last shows lasted longer than he planned. This wasn’t his usually show. It was one of his high maintenance shows. He dragged himself inside the late night restaurant. Flopping down in an empty booth, Hector rubbed any excess makeup on his face. When the waitress came around, Hector gave her a weak smile. “A large cup of black coffee, please. ”
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