The Music Man(bxb)
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Last published Sat, Nov 11, 2017
"I'm going to be sooo late." I Say doing the only daily exercise of my days.
Running or accounted speedwalking with teachers around turning the corner I hear soft piano music in the background.
"Being the nosy person that I am." I say to myself.
Opening the door softly and CUE the impossible music what I expected wasn't met. Like expectation vs reality.
But little did I know this man was going to be in my reality fairly soon.
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