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"It goes something like this," he says and taps a little rhythm on the smooth, cool surface of the desk. And then he starts humming and I feel like I should be dancing or bobbing my head or joining in because I know my fair share about music. I'm qualified. But something about him and this impromptu jam session has me second guessing myself. And even though every thing that I've learned about it is contrary to what's going on now, I'm starting to think this might be love.
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