I went out to listen to music a couple nights ago. It was bluegrass. It was an open playing night and the room was full of fiddles, guitars, basses, banjos, harmonicas.
Everyone made a big circle and just played.
Occasionally someone would sing along.
It hit the spot, like a drink of fizzy soda on a thirsty day.
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