The Soul Piercing Saxophonic Despair

The music, a ghastly serenade conducted from the depths of helplessness, sloshed like liquid night across the room. Each note was a needle twisting in the soul, pulling at the tendrils of hope. A single spotlight washed over the saxophonist, his face pale and taut, his eyes staring vacantly on some unseen horror. The patrons, transfixed, could only

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