The whole place had come to life, the magic seeped out of the walls. It was most amusing. These galleries were separated in the middle by iron grates. ‘Oh, you are making a game with me. They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals. A hush descended across the audience as instruments tuned, creating small ladders of fifths that collapsed abruptly, snatches of solos that disappeared and reappeared like gags in a house of mirrors. Men in this part of the world drink to forget the things they have lost.
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