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Two recent practices.1 / Placing herself neatly on the piano bench, Julia observed, “Nothing to revive the soul like a little Rachmaninoff, really.” I partially agreed with her. I though there wa
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Another exercise... / “Aiuto! Aiuto! Dio m'assista!” Her cries echoed throughout the theater. And there, I was, in the front row, having suddenly changed from wondering why I'd come to an Italian play in the first plac
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I was walking along the street, humming quietly to myself, and I walked into something. Normally, this sort of thing didn't happen; I was w
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by Alessandro Lombardo 700 words, on Mar 8 8:22 PM 2007
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by Alessandro Lombardo 200 words, on Mar 8 8:01 PM 2007
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by Alessandro Lombardo 200 words, 2 comments, on Nov 6 4:04 PM 2006. In Fiction
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by Alessandro Lombardo 600 words, 1 comment, on Nov 5 1:35 PM 2006. In Fiction
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by Alessandro Lombardo 400 words, 1 comment, on Nov 4 9:38 PM 2006. In Spontaniesm
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by Alessandro Lombardo 600 words, on Nov 4 5:50 PM 2006. In Non-fiction
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by Alessandro Lombardo 100 words, 1 comment, on Nov 4 5:30 PM 2006. In Poetry
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