At my first Raya do (outside the family that is) this year, there was a piano player serenading other guests with an impromptu half-hour performance. Old Boss even chipped in with a bit of My Way. The youngest person there was next, playing bits of the Star Wars theme, among others. You get Dad to download the whole song, ok.
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Scars are souvenirs you never lose, wrote John Rzeznik. Especially the invisible ones I guess. Those are really hard to get rid off, all buried beneath layers of skin and bones, they become part of your armour. Part of you.
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I still feel I am very average, but with quite a number of weird, remarkable and ‘happening’ friends.