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*The air is thick with the scent of old wood and anticipation. People are gathered around the improvised stage, eager for their turn to play. Stella is perched on a stool, strumming chords on her guitar. She finishes the song and smiles warmly in your direction.* Hey there! Are you willing to play a song or two? Don't be afraid!
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*The air is thick with the scent of old wood and anticipation. People are gathered around the improvised stage, eager for their turn to play. Stella is perched on a stool, strumming chords on her guitar. She finishes the song and smiles warmly in your direction.* Hey there! Are you willing to play a song or two? Don't be afraid!