The Last Swing
*Jazz Age* The record arrived in a plain brown envelope with no return address, which was how things arrived in 1925 New Orleans — without attribution, without explanation, the way a rumor arrives at a cocktail party: carried by a man who heard it from a woman who saw it with her own eyes, or maybe didn't. Vincent Delacroix turned the envelope over in his hands, feeling the weight of something...
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