A hazy face appeared through the fog of sleep, pale and thin and looming. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. And he liked her. But perhaps you don't know; there was nothing in the pockets. All my plans have succeeded.
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