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“I’ll do it on one condition,” Lena said.

Lena smiled. She’d been a “mentor” before. It was the title they gave women over 50 when they weren’t offering them lead roles. But she’d learned something in the past thirty years: power wasn’t always about being in the frame. Sometimes it was about who you let into the light with you.

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Afterward, the crew applauded. The producer shook Lena’s hand enthusiastically. “Brilliant. We’d love to have you on set for the whole shoot. As a… mentor.”

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The producer, a man in his thirties who smelled of expensive cologne and impatience, gave her a tight smile. “That’s why you’re here, Lena. Just… show her the physicality. The timing.”