So Long When Chet’s going coldturkey, can’t worklong solos, his trio mustrescue the slack as Chet stalls and pacesand instead of restingplaces his hornon the barstool.Spinning the seathe watches soft lightricochets off the brassand a dim glowof accusation playroulette on his face,Arm twitchingfor the trumpet, he dragslong on a cigarettebefore hoisting his hornHe closes his eyes,brailles the…

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