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. It was easy to recognize, the one thing that had stayed the same over the years. She turned away from the doorway of the silk loom to observe. .
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