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Will There Ever Be Any Music?

If the instrument won’t play, it’s just a prop anyway

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My friend had watched the sun come up from his vantage point on the western bank of the rolling river, the Mighty Mississippi, while listening to the dulcet tones of the old trumpet player and, with tears still in his eyes, turned away to wander back into Jackson Square, just as the city of New Orleans was waking.

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Paul Phillips

Christ-follower, writer, Horn player, curmudgeon-in-training. Recovering hypocrite. http://www.spaulphil.com/