The Street Seer
The music was always the first thing people noticed. Not because it was loud or because it was beautiful, but because it was so out of place. While the rest of Mott Street was a cacophony of car horns and construction drills and the occasional siren that never seemed to stop, the music came from a single phone propped against a thermos on a folding table, playing Jiangnan silk and bamboo music...
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