The old piano and how it plays on, and on, and on.
For the duration of my childhood, we had an old upright piano in our basement. It was turquoise. I don’t know when it became turquoise, but that is the only color I ever remember it being. Moving a piano into a basement is no easy task, I would imagine. The story goes, they had to […]
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