My sister singing in a period re-enactment event in Indiana. Has a long name. Mississinewa? Not the Feast of the Hunter's Moon. It's the weekend or two after. She's singing in the ensemble in the brown sitting on the stool.
She can sing. I can't. I love to sing, I just can't do it. Tone deaf..
From the front page of a local paper.
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