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One afternoon following orchestra rehearsal, I was standing near the stage door and I noticed a tall, thin man with very long, dark hair. He had soft, brown eyes and chiseled features. I’d never seen him before, but I was compelled to watch him, although he was doing nothing more than leaning against the wall, obviously waiting for the stage to clear while the other musicians were still filing out. I heard a gentle voice in my ear. “You’re going to know that man.” Eventually someone came looking for him and waved him to come along. He was working, apparently. | One afternoon following orchestra rehearsal, I was standing near the stage door and I noticed a tall, thin man with very long, dark hair. He had soft, brown eyes and chiseled features. I’d never seen him before, but I was compelled to watch him, although he was doing nothing more than leaning against the wall, obviously waiting for the stage to clear while the other musicians were still filing out. I heard a gentle voice in my ear. “You’re going to know that man.” Eventually someone came looking for him and waved him to come along. He was working, apparently. |