The Case of the Celestial Specimen
To the untrained eye, the basement bar in New Orleans' French Quarter was nothing more than a dive—a place where the air was thick with the smell of old bourbon and the ghosts of a thousand failed dreams. But to Professor Silas Durand, it was a laboratory. And the man sitting at the piano, the blind musician named Ellis Johnson, was the most intriguing specimen he had encountered in three...
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