The Great American Reckoning

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The music was everywhere. It came through the walls of the ballroom, through the open windows, through the very floor beneath my feet, a jazz rhythm that seemed to pulse through the Long Island estate like blood through a body that didn't know it was alive. I stood in the centre of it all, in a tuxedo that didn't quite fit, surrounded by people who called me Julian Ashworth and looked at me...

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