Leo’s heart sank slightly. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his roll of bills. He laid them out on the counter. "I have eight hundred flat. It's everything I've got."
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"You're going to actually play it, aren't you? Not just let it sit in a closet?" the owner asked. "Every single day," Leo promised. "I have eight hundred flat
The shop owner looked at the cash, then looked at Leo's calloused hands and the look of pure longing in his eyes. He sighed, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
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