The band had a gig last night and he struggled to get up this morning.
I was married before, to a guy who was the center of the party by drinking and snorting himself into the ground and sharing with whoever was willing. The next day was always awful as he fought off the hangover and was only capable of horizontal living that day.
He is the center of the party alright, but music is the subject, and his accordion makes people want to dance and shout and hold the hands of total strangers as they dance in perfect unison that somehow, mysteriously, creates a feeling of transcendance and connection in the room. It is warm, fun, adults playing together. And just for that time everyone is back in a village where they know everyone and the connections are deep.
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