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Woke up this morning with a cold and sneezed half the day. For some reason, the weather reminded me of being really young, maybe 5, and visiting my Nan at her little townhouse overlooking the harbor. She had this little white Sony radio in the kitchen and I would sit there and listen to Motown and Soul and R&B while she baked us patties or pies. I needed to hear those sweet sounds again and some new ones.