Tag Archives: Stan Getz
Autumn Leaves
He was dressed in his finest. The dark brown hair neatly parted to the side. One look at him and you can easily deduce that he is very meticulous with his appearance. He held the drink gracefully in his hand, … Continue reading →
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Tagged Autumn Leaves, Jazz, music, Shortfiction, Stan Getz, story
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