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     And as soon as I do, I make a mistake. So I start
             again.
                And again.
                I want to dance all the way through the song with-
             out goofing up. Just once.
                “Seems like I kept hearing the same section of music
             over and over,” says Mama as I grab cheese and crack-
             ers a while later. “Is that record player on the fritz?”
                No, I am.
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