Revenge: it's a dream of flames fueled by scorched remains that are lit to a torch and brought back upon the one who burned you.
Your violin has only two strings,_ I say. __ou__e missing the other two._ Yes, he says. He__ well aware. __ll I want to do is play music, and the crisis I__ having is right here. This one__ gone,_ he says of the missing top string, __hat one__ gone, and this little guy__ almost out of commission._ His goal in life, Nathaniel tells me, is to figure out how to replace the strings. But he got used to playing imperfect instruments while taking music classes in Cleveland__ public schools, and there__ a lot you can do, he assures me, with just two strings
The Soloist: A Lost Dream, an Unlikely Friendship, and the Redemptive Power of Music
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Your violin has only two strings,_ I say. __ou__e missing the other two._ Yes, he says. He__ well aware. __ll I want to do is play music, and the crisis I__ having is right here. This one__ gone,_ he says of the missing top string, __hat one__ gone, and this little guy__ almost out of commission._ His goal in life, Nathaniel tells me, is to figure out how to replace the strings. But he got used to playing imperfect instruments while taking music classes in Cleveland__ public schools, and there__ a lot you can do, he assures me, with just two strings
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