From a buskers diary: Carlos
July 25th 2010 The first time I saw Carlos, he was strolling around at the part of the boulevard where I stood with my amplifier and my guitar case at my feet, as if he wasn’t sure if he should come over to have a chat. His doubt didn’t last long: after two verses and a chorus he suddenly stood next to me, telling me how much he liked the music and asking me if I could play Hotel California too?
While I fin
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