The Last Dance at the Halo

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The chord hit the room like a physical thing—warm, golden, spreading outward from the piano in waves that made the glasses on the bar shimmer and the cigarette smoke hang suspended for a moment longer than physics should allow. Julian Ashford played it every Friday night at the Halo, a basement club on West Fifty-Sixth that smelled of gin and ambition and the kind of desperation that only...

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