Dear God. Does everyone know how to play the stinkin' piano except me?!
In malls, on college campuses, everywhere- people play!
Undistinguished, regular looking blokes.
Housewives, students, bums.
If only my gifted fingers would fling themselves into a fugue at the mere sight of a grandstand....
But no.
Hence, I remain respectfully yours,
The Untalented Mrs. Ripley
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