The Orange Petals of Harlem

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I The piano sounded like rain on a summer night—steady, insistent, pouring through the open window of the Harlem apartment like water through cracked stone. Thomas Washington sat at the upright piano in the corner of Aunt Clara's living room and played without looking at the keys. His fingers knew where to go. They always did. He had been in Harlem for two weeks. Two weeks of crowded rooms and...

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