"Get off the stage!" yelled the crowd.
"Let someone younger entertain us!" they demanded.
She was 20, and her presence over the years had become intolerable. I couldn't help but to secrete an oblique smile, as I watched the spectacle from the rafters, concealed in shadow.
Their fickleness and stupidity became the night's entertainment, and those of Us who chose not to sit among them relished in it.