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On Tuesday afternoons, with sunlight slicing through the kitchen blinds, she would sing old 90s ballads while chopping vegetables. Her voice — raw, unpolished, gloriously human — would stumble over high notes, then laugh at itself. She didn’t sing for an audience. She sang to keep the loneliness of empty hours at bay. In those moments, our modest apartment became a jazz club, a church, a karaoke bar, and a sanctuary all at once.

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