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Madrid,
Spain
"I've
never heard anyone play like that!" Carmen breathed. "He's amazing."
"Uh, Carmen?" Juni
said.
"Shhhh," Carmen said,
holding up her hand. "He's almost at the end of the song."
"Listen . . . I think I
know why he's so great," Juni said nervously.
"Hmmmmm," Carmen replied
absently.
"Count the fingers," Juni
whispered.
"What?" Carmen asked,
glancing at her brother in irritation."
"Count . . . his . . .
fingers." Juni hissed through gritted teeth.
As the musician continued
to strum and pluck, Carmen squinted at his left hand.
"Four, five," she
muttered, "six, seven?"
She gasped and glanced at
Juni.
"He's got two extra
fingers on each hand," she whispered.
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