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I play until my fingers are blue and stiff from the cold, and then I keep on playing. Until I'm lost in the music. Until I am the music--notes and chords, the melody and harmony. It hurts, but it's okay because when I'm the music, I'm not me. Not sad. Not afraid. Not desperate. Not guilty.
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― Revolution
― Revolution
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payadas, sung by pairs of country men who knew the life of gauchos and horses abd lassos and dirt, who battled each other through song, caught up in a duel of wits, brandishing guitars and verses spit from their mouths
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― The Gods of Tango
― The Gods of Tango
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