Gone were the old days where an old maid banged on an upright piano above a roaring crowd, this sound was loud enough to be heard outside the building, she thought to herself as her eardrums throbbed. The buboes broke and God took Lucia's mother. The brilliant sunshine poured through the window, effecting an oblong block of mote-swimming light.
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