"Great job, Hosea." I saw that it was the conductor. "You really improved as a violinist. Thanks for making good on that promise." "Thanks. I'm glad that I was able to make some progress." I said to the maestro. "No need to thank me. I also appreciated that jazzy vibe you threw in that Messiaen … Continue reading Gateway to the Empyrean: Cirrocumulus 82
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