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{â«}âGordon sat on a bench in the park, his guitar sitting in its case on the ground in front of him. He had done a very poor dayâs work in the park today. Either the fact that no one wanted to toss coins in a case today or because he wasnât playing his sad songs very well, he wasnât entirely sure, but heâd pretty much made up his mind and it showed on his face that he wasnât enjoying the day.
    âSeatâs taken.â He grumbled softly when someone took a seat next to him. He didnât even look their way.















