I'd probably freak out knowing I had the world's media attention focused on me. I'd probably freeze and stare awkwardly, unblinking down the barrel of a camera. I'd probably try to open my mouth and nothing would come out. I'd probably open my mouth and shit would pour out. I'd probably have some fantastic ideas of what to say thrashing through my brain. I'd probably keep them to myself, not selfishly but through utter stage fright, like Peter Brady when he went on that quiz show... I'd probably regret it afterwards, the missed opportunity. I'd probably replay it over and over again and again in my mind, forming all the things I wanted to say but couldn't.
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