Warm afternoon sunlight spilled into my studio. It was a weekday, so very few customers stopped by. Soft scented incense curled from a burner in the corner, wrapping the whole space in its warm, calming fragrance. The only sounds that broke the silence were the soft rustle of tree branches brushing against each other outside the window. I was the only one left minding the shop today. I leaned over the counter, sorting through my collection of makeup brushes one by one. Every now and then, I pulled out my phone to film a few short clips. Our studio's short video account had finally started gaining traction. We'd started with just 30,000 followers, and now we were sitting at 160,000. All that growth had happened in just a few short months. I loved these quiet, unhurried days. No m
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