On a ticket stub to Die Freischutz
My dear, you are beautiful. You are the loveliest creature in the opera house tonight. I know something about you – that you would like to be a student at the conservatory this fall and that you possess a voice of astonishing range and maturity. I also note that you possess astonishing maturity in other areas. I am a connoisseur not just of opera, my dear, but of these other areas. You will find me very well connected, generous, and discreet.
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