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Lightning

The 1989 World Tour was by far my favorite tour I’d ever done. The intensity of the fans’ devotion. The revolving catwalk. The bracelets. It was all mesmerizing to watch from the stage each night.

But perhaps some of my favorite parts of the tour were the nights I would leap into Adam’s arms after the curtsies and waves and blown kisses. The way the strings of the Shake It Off outfit would fall in between his fingers. The way his arms felt wrapped around my body after far too long apart.

“You could make lightning strike with the snap of your fingers,” he would whisper in astonishment. But, in that moment, I was just as fascinated with the proximity of our bodies as he was with the show.

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