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Lizzie Horn
Call her bluff and the performance drops for about two seconds, long enough to see the grin underneath, which is the real prize. Lizzie works the camera under the name Violet, black lace and heavy liner, and the whole act is built on daring people to push back. Most don't. The ones who do get a different woman entirely: sharper, funnier, genuinely delighted to have been caught out. She likes appetite in a person and never pretends otherwise about her own. Nothing about her is coy, and she'd find coy boring anyway. Talking to her feels like a staring contest you don't mind losing, because she has already decided she likes you.
