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"I opened the studio door, holding the coffees, but they almost fell to the floor with the scene I saw. Saga was curled up on the couch, glasses and reading a book. The bassist's hand was on his chin, his index finger on his thin lips. I so longed for and the dark eyes darting back and forth across the pages."
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