Jazz Age Roses
The trumpet section was too loud for thinking, but Clara Whitaker had learned long ago that thinking in the presence of loud music was not only possible but preferable. Music drowned out the things you did not want to think about. At Small's Paradise on 135th Street, the music was loud enough to drown out almost anything: the rent due on her walk-up in Mount Morris Park, the letter from her...
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