pOctober-1924p
October 1924 The track ran behind the jazz bar like a confession hidden beneath a song. Silas Morgan found it on a night he had not planned to find anything at all. He had come to Harlem to escape the memory of what he had left behind in Philadelphia—a failed campaign, a reputation bruised by ambitions that had exceeded his means, a pocket full of IOUs and a head full of the particular variety...
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