Loud cackling laughter, smell of hairspray and aftershave. The secret adult world on it's best behaviour.
Ladies parachuting from the heavens in layers of coloured silk. Men righting the world beneath starched collars. Cigarette smoke punctuating the liquored words.
Boys in shorts running between rooms, avoiding obstacles real and imaginary. Girls with curls and pretty dresses rehearsing for later roles.
The pane of glass around him. See all, hear all. Touch none.
The glass that no one saw.
Unbreakable.
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