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Memento of a vanished age: when Rose's Turn, the piano bar I used to go to in NYC, was closing, a small book made the rounds, in which people jotted down their contact info. roadnotes had it for a while; before she left NYC, she passed it on to me. Lately, I've used it to send a message of consolation to a performer from there whose singing I treasured (she just lost her husband). Soon, I send it on to Michael Dionne, and it goes wherever it goes from there, and so do I.

( The book itself. )

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Memento of a vanished age: when Rose's Turn, the piano bar I used to go to in NYC, was closing, a small book made the rounds, in which people jotted down their contact info. roadnotes had it for a while; before she left NYC, she passed it on to me. Lately, I've used it to send a message of consolation to a performer from there whose singing I treasured (she just lost her husband). Soon, I send it on to Michael Dionne, and it goes wherever it goes from there, and so do I.

( The book itself. )