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Song for the Fatherland She wandered the streets. taking in the sights- neon signs flashing in broad daylight, the rush of traffic in the main streets of Seoul, music blasting from colourful stores. Peered through glass windows, looking aimlessly at dresses, breads, CDs she had no intention of buying.Song for the Fatherland by ~mobydesu
Then, in the corner of her eye, a piano.
She quickened her pace, and a white-washed, well-lit piano store came into view. The ones there were black and glossy- they were uprights and grands, octaves neatly presented under their hoods. Nothing like the plain, wooden one she remembered practising on years ago. She pushed through the metal-and-glass doors, oblivious to
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