No, you're not. From the audience you'd have never noticed. shirt probably meant that he had something on him that would chafe without cloth between it and his skin. Whatever is behind the door can't be worse than that.
The song rose into the dimness as he neared the last few rows of tables. My gaze went back to her chest where something had ripped away her breasts. How? I asked. I know that doesn't bother you, but it bothers me.
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