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Music fills her ears as she walks home, hurrying against the cold December wind.

She didn't know the musician's name, but she was all so familiar with his work.

Admittedly, she has grown quite fond of his music over the three or so years that he's played on the familiar little street corner. Though, there is one thing that she's always found a bit odd about the musician.

He only ever plays in the winter.

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