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Leo smiled. He took the dubplate, placed it back in its sleeve, and wrote underneath the Sharpie, in pencil:

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Leo drove to the address. It was a condemned funeral home. Leo smiled

“You found the groove. Good for you. Now stop digging. Some things are meant to be a mystery. Delete my number. Play the record once a year. That’s all I ask.” Leo smiled. He took the dubplate