It seemed as if everyone was enjoying themselves as Chris found a seat in the establishment. He was his usual quiet self, finding a place where he could set up an amplifier, a couple of foot pedals and his guitar. He ordered a drink, sat down and tuned his guitar. To watch him was to watch someone who was one with his instrument. He loved his music and it would show. Softly, he started to play.
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