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Amoeba’s Lorica: The Playing of Taps

A story written some years ago, reposted here in lieu of helping to propagate the “true meaning of Memorial Day” photos currently strung across the Internet. The trumpet player was trying to relax. Which was why he was so tense. … Continue reading

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