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One Labor Day weekend, through a series of lucky accidents, I hosted a bluegrass band at my house, following their local debut.
They were from South Carolina, had never been to California before, and only had a dim idea of what I do for a living. The drummer was interested in what I had in my library, and before he left, I gave him a suitcase of all my …
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