That afternoon, she slipped into the wood paneled, two story bar off of 70th and Alexander, full of despair. He was the entertainment, at the center back of the bar and like others days he played, he drummed his guitar while simultaneously singing . She looked left and right, causally wondering about other band members as their eyes swept over and through each other. Souring from her most recent lover's quarrel, she barely noticed him, that first time, needing a drink (later thinking, how could she not have seen him!)
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