“It's quiet now. So quiet that you can almost hear other people's dreams So quiet that you can almost hear me tell Gramps, Thank you.”Mia. Seventeen. Oregon. Cello.

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     _{Mona returned the frown for a moment before shaking her head, “No, unfortunately I do not. Mind explaining?”}

          _{“Like a show, but longer – And usually at the cinema.”}