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The Day I Didn't See Miles Davis...
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September 1988. I was 23 years old, I was in second stage of Performing Arts in Curitiba, I worked at a school located in Osório Square, in the heart of the city, and I lived in a studio almost on the corner with Ubaldino do Amaral. I had been waiting for a time to see a jazz concert, which I had discovered a few years earlier. Yes, yes, I was an unbearable post-teen. And idolatry by genius...Continue reading...
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