She says, “Play the song for me,
Sam.” He hesitates, then plays
the goddamned thing. That’s how
he thinks of it, now, bringing forth
the shaky notes on the old piano.

He’s tired of it all. Tired of the boss
& his broken romance. But when Rick
wants to talk, Sam will let him—
Sam’s been with Rick for many years.
All the way to Casablanca.
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