"Play something for me. Something I won't know." I go with one of the anthems from my childhood, and when I close my eyes and start to sing I can picture my parents' hands clasped together on the gearshift of a boxy mid-eighties toyota corolla. Before they bought the house, we spent endless hours in that car- winding on the back roads of New
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