The harmonica and the wild dogs

Once, a harmonica saved my life. I was 20 years old and setting off on a voyage that would take me hitchhiking from one coast of the US to the other. Before leaving, I bought my first harmonica. It was an intuition. I just knew that for this voyage, I would need a harmonica. One…

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