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Once in a while, my mind hums a familiar tune. It plays on
its own. Like an iPod, neurons strike these musical notes - activated by a pulse. Light strikes each musical note. The
ambiance within accurately hitting the right note - without missing a beat. As
it tickles the ivories, it deadens the silence from the outside. And the music? Sigriswil!
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