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The coolest thing I had ever seen in front of the Giant Eagle in Squirrel Hill was this maniacal-looking woman in a dark, tattered dress playing frantic, haunting songs on a violin. Today there was a jazz trio. That was cooler.
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2002-02-09, 3:24 p.m.
grocery store jazz
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