The Observer's Symphony
I first saw Clara in the dim light of the studio, a small figure dwarfed by the massive recording equipment. As a producer, I had worked with the best—virtuosos who could play circles around anyone—but they were all the same. They played the notes, but they didn't feel the silence. Clara was different. She had a hearing impairment that made her a liability in the eyes of the label, but to me,...
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