His shirt still hangs open. His fingers moving fluidly, like spiders dancing on the keys, note for note. REVERB #aga3 http://ow.ly/JZEbs
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I am a freelance writer of fiction, essay and copy in the San Francisco Bay Area. I write what others dare not voice; on relationships, religion, politics and people.
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