Sometimes we can be strangers to ourselves.
-from the novel "A Way in the World", by V.S. Naipaul
...the dedication was good too:
And year by year our memory fades
From all the circle of the hills
Till from the garden and the wild
A fresh association blow,
And year by year the landscape grow
Familiar to the stranger's child.
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A creative free for all at SF Music Day
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[image: A diverse group of nine musicians posing on and around a sofa in a
desert, holding various instruments including a double bass, guitar,
trombone, a...
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