The boxes had water stains, there were dead moths stuck to some clothes.
But her father’s music collection had survived the years of neglect and basement floods, and Claudine was thrilled to digitize it all, alphabetically. She uploaded through B before some unlabeled cassettes in a musty box set her curiosity on fire.
The songs were live, there were glas…
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