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roddy-bg My name is Radostina Georgieva, "Roddy".
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"Agnes Nitt, aka Perdita X Nitt (but secretly Perdita X Dream), has run away to the opera at Ankh-Morpork. Meanwhile Nanny Ogg is worried that Granny Weatherwax is not at her best without a third witch to boss around and abuse, and ponders whether Agnes might make a decent maiden for the threesome. She gets her wish to see Granny rather than Nanny, the true another. Granny is incensed about the profits that the publishers have made and determines to go Ankh-Morport with Nanny to seek redress, and at the same time, since they're there, no skin off here nose, they'll check on how Agnes is getting on. Agnes, as it happens, it at the centre of a murder plot, with a homicidal ghost stalking the opera house."
"Terry Pratchet" by Andrew M Butler

Targets
Opera, stage musicals, especially The Phantom Of The Opera, Evita and Cats, and stage superstitions.

Nanny Ogg went to bed early. After all, she was an old lady. Sometimes she went to bed as early as 6 a.m.

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The people of Lancre thought that marriage was a very serious step that ought to be done properly, so they practiced quite a lot.

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"Well, basically there are two sorts of opera," said Nanny, who also had the true witch's ability to be confidently expert on the basis of no experience whatsoever. "There's your heavy opera, where basically people sing foreign and it goes like 'Oh oh oh, I am dyin', oh, I am dyin', oh, oh, oh, that's what I'm doin'', and there's your light opera, where they sing in foreign and it basically goes 'Beer! Beer! Beer! Beer! I like to drink lots of beer!', although sometimes they drink champagne instead. That's basically all of opera, reely."
"What? Either dyin' or drinking beer?"
"Basically, yes," said Nanny, contriving to suggest that this was the whole gamut of human experience.

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Nanny's philosophy of life was to do what seemed like a good idea at the time, and do it as hard as possible. It had never let her down.

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Nanny Got On with people. Nanny could get a statue to cry on her shoulder and say what it really thought about pigeons.

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Greebo could, in fact, commit sexual harrassment simply by sitting very quietly in the next room.

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Nanny Ogg found herself embarrassed to even think about this, and this was unusual because embarrassment normally came as naturally to Nanny as altruism comes to a cat.

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A couple of ballet dancers fainter, but carefully, so as not to get their clothes dirty.

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"Honestly, Salzela... what is the difference between opera and madness?"
"Is this a trick question?"
"No!"
"Then I'd say: better scenary. Ah ... I thought so..."

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The pirouettes were novel, too. While the other dancers whirled like snowflakes, the little fat one spun like a top and moved across the floor as one, too, bits of her anatomy trying ti achieve local orbit.

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The person on the other side was a young woman. Very obviously a young woman. There was no possible way that she could have been mistaken for a young man in any language, especially Braille.

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Most people in Lancre, as the saying goes, went to bed with the chickens and got up with the cows. [footnote: Er. That is to say, they went to bed at the same time as the chickens went to bed, and got up at the same time as the cows got up. Loosely worded sayings can really cause misunderstandings.]

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After you'd known Christine for any length of time, you found yourself fighting a desire to look into her ear to see if you could spot daylight coming the other way.

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No male had ever touched Agnes before, except perhaps to push her over and steal her sweets.

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