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The red goes out. Nothing answers from the speaker. In the quiet left behind, a heel taps twice against the floor. I tell it to stop. It waits a second, then starts again. Four pale marks cross the hand where the strings pressed in. I wind the cable slowly; each loop falls open as soon as I set it down. The case shuts on the last note. I count the coils once more. The number has moved.
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Cut the Power I played the last one twice. The others have their bags. I turn the volume down. I reach around the back. My nail finds the switch. The red light goes black. Cut the power. That's enough for now. Cut the power. Put the guitar down. No hum comes from the speaker. My teeth are pressed too tight. I lift my hand from the strings. Four dents run white to pink. I coil the loose black cable. My heel taps on the floor. Cut the power. That's enough for now. Cut the power. Put the guitar down. I missed the latch twice. Now the case is shut. Cut the power. That's enough for now. Cut the power. Put the guitar down. I count the coils again. I get a different sum.
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