Jazz In A Head of Reflected City Neon

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It fills my head like the steam of a New York City night, a view for a garden of a thousand lights. Water on the pavement making everything glisten — it’s all new, and don’t you see that’s the point of rain in the city?

Jazz is living in the moment, right?

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