A hush descended across the audience as instruments tuned, creating small ladders of fifths that collapsed abruptly, snatches of solos that disappeared and reappeared like gags in a house of mirrors. The figure of the girl upon it in plain black dress, standing with her hands behind her, was an undeniable and astonishing likeness of herself. But I'm thinking of asking Josh Durkin. All the world about her seemed to be—how can one put it?—in wrappers, like a house when people leave it in the summer.
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