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Submitted to Contest #50
30 June 2018, 17:21 A stubborn muscle in his cheek spasmed, and his mouth, apart, expelled one short breath after another like a guppy’s would. As he rolled his fingers back and forth on his temples, he felt his underarms lubricated by perspiration. He felt like he was under water. Julian Lee sat in one of the plastic foldable chairs set backstage of a piano concert hall in Berlin, Germany. To his right and left were other contestants- younger and older, decked out in the usual formal dress or bow tie suit. In the rare few seconds he coul...
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