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Tuba Players – Friday Fictioneers

Tuba Players “Oh, the boys in the band are so dreamy!” said Natty. She smiled as the band played in the park’s gazebo. Betty grinned too. “You have a favorite?” Natty rubbed a locket at her neck. “Mmm. The sax … Continue reading

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