Living with a Secret Identity: My Life as a Closet Singer in My Community.
By day, I’m the quiet librarian. By night, I transform into a soulful performer at underground shows. My two worlds are colliding as people whisper, “Is that her?” I fear judgment, but maybe it’s time to reveal my truth.
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