The basketball coach cut me within two days, so I was back in the pool. I was the first one in the wall after the first 25 yards, but the last one out because I didn&#39;t have a flip turn.

One day I stopped 
I listened and heard 
The most beautiful sound 
My SOUL…

Mister Singer reminded her of this music. She wished there was some place where she could go to hum it out loud. Some kind of music was too private to sing in a house cram full of people. It was funny, too, how lonesome a person could be in a crowded house.

I see the people who have lived here forever. They walk quickly, indifferent to the buildings. They cross the squares without stopping. I

Written By Jhumpa Lahiri

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