Lucy loved orchestras, the bittersweet tinge of rosin dust that hung in the air, the way that the sun shone through filthy windows illuminating the marimbas with a storybook light. They might applaud, or object, or interfere, but the drama was her very own. Then she stood up and looked around the room.
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