Then, as he was trying to bite through the rope, I told him, ‘That’s for 107 Traci, motherfucker. This obstacle removed, he thought he might now make the attempt. He beamed a little as she disappeared into the orchestra room, a cacophony of tuning instruments. They carried no more than bare subsistence wages; and they demanded all her time and energy. Michelle’s eyes were red and bloodshot.
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