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After that, I’m wanderin’ around, and I see this street performer on Kyzylorda Street. He’s playin’ the accordion, and it’s actually kinda nice. I stop to listen, and this little kid runs up to me, all wide-eyed. He’s like, “Mister, do you like music?” I’m like, “Yeah, kid, but I’m more into sheep bleatin’.” He laughs, and it’s a good moment.

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