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| Introduction | An old flame. Even older guitar strings. A boy and the hardened tips of his fingers. The softest of smiles on his lips. I fell in love then. I am falling in love now. |
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| Introduction | An old flame. Even older guitar strings. A boy and the hardened tips of his fingers. The softest of smiles on his lips. I fell in love then. I am falling in love now. |
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