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“I’ve been playing since I was five, Lucy! You’re just more talented than I am. The tears were streaming down her face, her voice was thick with sobs. “Lucy, where is your callous? All violinists have calluses on their necks and hands from playing. I called myself Anna. You must be misinformed, Mr. Without her, it was lonely. Then you won't tell me where he's going?" "I will tell you six months from now. . Bu I can speak to that point.
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