Star Star. I walked through the door like a true musician. Although I'd had no real tuition. I walked past the bar as the lads played pool. The piano was black and I sat on a stool. I called for a drink to the barmaid Pearl. She obliged with a wink as she fingered a curl. I hit the keys and the... Sign in to see full entry.
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