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The light in the center of the ceiling had been left on and two moths was fighting for the third or fourth round of a boxing match.
He was agitated, angry, and very angry. Someone had robbed him of emotion open, for the first time, the door of his house. He would have to insert the key into the lock, turned the knob and turned on the light and then the smell of intoxication that environment again. Should have made that simple but important ritual. But someone had done in his place.
He knew the comparison was inappropriate, but it felt like a girl who, before the long awaited "first time", was molested by a stranger in disguise. A coward. A bastard with no romance.
But who would be interested in entering into that place without furniture and without life, who would have lavished so much force it to open a lock without a trace and then do not close the door? In his mind began to
chasing too many "who" and "why". A tidal wave of obsessive thoughts was preparing to flood its peaceful state of mind when, suddenly, he was able to reach out and to grab a life jacket.
At that moment, his fingers were touching the keys of a piano blacks and whites placed on the wall opposite the entrance. Now the serene
returned and his mind was able to temporarily store any anxiety. He knew that piano
wall was there. He offered a modest amount more to the vendor for endorsement.
He immediately fell in love when she saw him last month ...

was the first thing that distracted him while the real estate agent babbling on commercial square feet and walked on that environment. With the index and middle fingers I pressed some keys, producing a shrill trill of notes and dissonant. It was then that the broker stopped and said "if you are interested in that old tune piano, you know that is for sale."

The wear of the keyboard to reveal the wisdom of the instrument, while a concentration of circular marks on its surface dark wood suggested the place where the pianist used to support his glass.
The plan was sleeping and had not noticed that he had entered the room, he had attended the meeting of boxing moths.

Suddenly he, as then, repeated the same sequence of notes by pressing the same buttons but this time, the sound that came out was perfect.
Someone had the piano tuned ...