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Bersambung, Awal publikasi Jan 17, 2015
They call me the Editor, apparently.  
How original.

I was never close to my father, even before the divorce.  Now, I'm being flown all the way across the country to be with him, a stranger.  For a job he offered me.  It's official, I've lost it.
The deal-breaker for me, was when he said I would be around all sorts of artists. Since I loved all genres of music, how could I resist?

Little did I know I, I was accepting the offer of a lifetime.
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