Once upon a time I lived in a world where we would hop trains to New York City, or drive from a tiny town in western New York to Rochester or Toronto to see the musicians we worshipped.
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            Once upon a time I lived in a world where we would hop trains to New York City, or drive from a tiny town in western New York to Rochester or Toronto to see the musicians we worshipped.
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