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[b][color=#9B111E]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home - Chicago, IL
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I grin and hop off Caden’s lap before I dramatically spin to face him, left hand extended. [color=#9B111E]“Let’s go.”[/color] I almost didn’t notice that the hand hasn’t healed yet from the cut of Caden’s claw, but once I do I pull it back and examine it, running my other thumb over it.

[color=#9B111E]“Well, that answer’s one question I’ve had.”[/color] I mumble, forgetting the world around me for a moment.

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[center][h1][color=F7941D]Nicholas “Nic” Wu[/color][/h1]
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I glance over to grin at Cass for a moment. [color=F7941D]“She uses [i]some[/i] synthesizers, but a lot of it is her recording each instrument and each vocal part to layer on each other to create the final piece. My mom would tell me that early Enya would just have recorders in the room and start playing them on top of each other until she found a sound she liked.”[/color]

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