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Enthralled

A very talented singer lives next door at 3B. Her
music practice enthralls me day after blessed
day - it's stuff that folks would pay to hear!
I called my broker to thank him for the flat
and the neighbor.

Neighbor? They were shifting only tomorrow (also his clients, a very nice couple).

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