Rise
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Happy New Year!
Driving to town the other day, an unmistakeable bass line rhythm kicked in, led me around a swerving curve, and propelled me up a hill. As I hit the flat stretch of open road, Herb Alpert’s trumpet’s melody took center stage.
The road, the sun, the melody — it was magical!
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