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... ell in love at first sight. It sounds romantic, but reality is often less glamorous.
My father was a poet. More accurately, an aspiring poet.
He spent his life writing poetry, sending bundles of manuscripts to newspapers and magazines every spring, but never received favorable responses.
Frankly, my father lacked talent.
My mother was a singer. An obscure one, performing old pop songs in jazz bars.
After each performance, she'd spend the small envelope of ...
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