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8 Gospel spills out from the headphones to hum low in her throat so full, the music overflows from her mouth onto the crowded bus bursts from her as she leaves to fill the morning streets with song. Commuters murmur, nudge each other, laugh at her departure, return to silence, morning papers, their own thoughts. Contemplate a God-shaped echo in the air. ...

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