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rowangolightly..along the tunnel.
The shirt is done, Matt's doublet is done except for hand-sewing to be done on the trip down, the breeches are done, the clients arrive after school and most importantly...
The radio is playing Durufle's Requiem which is one of the most glorious pieces of music ever written, I don't care what your religious persuasion or lack thereof might be.
I remember singing this in choir with Mom, both of us with tears flowing down our cheeks from the sheer joy of the beauty of sharing the music.
The shirt is done, Matt's doublet is done except for hand-sewing to be done on the trip down, the breeches are done, the clients arrive after school and most importantly...
The radio is playing Durufle's Requiem which is one of the most glorious pieces of music ever written, I don't care what your religious persuasion or lack thereof might be.
I remember singing this in choir with Mom, both of us with tears flowing down our cheeks from the sheer joy of the beauty of sharing the music.
