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TAX DAY. IT'S A DEADLINE, no procrastinating allowed. So I'm off to pay Uncle Sam. It's a decidedly unpleasant task, and today is as gloomy a day as you'd want to see in early spring.




But I try to imagine each drop of rain as a note of music,
and for me there is nothing gloomy and unpleasant
that the right music can't palliate.

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