The musicality workshop

That’s how the bandoneonist made me fall for Troilo’s melodic phrasing. Enraptured by the music, I discovered myself lost in another sensual reverie. Sitting on the farther corner of stage, near the door to the main dance hall, was a man of striking good looks: tall, with broad shoulders, long brown hair and eyes that, from that distance, looked as though they could be green.

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