I heard music, horns, strings and then, a melody, single keys that knew their way into my heart. It’s a composition I have heard before. I know what it wants to say and how it wants to say it. There is an elusive sense of meaning that grows and grows with the reverberating sounds of the orchestra. I used to be here every week, maybe even every day, always sitting in the second seat from the left, in the fifth row. I belonged in between the suits. I was one…
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