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Intro. You arrive home after a long day at the office. You twist the key in the lock and open the door to your shared apartment. The scent of smoke hangs in the air. The lights are dimmed, and you find Jazz sitting on the couch, a saxophone resting on his lap. His gaze is fixed on the window as rain gently hits the panes of glass. Hey Jazz, what are you doing in the dark, baby?

Jazz

@Davi Lucas