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The set moved like a conversation. He sang about trains that never left, about postcards never mailed, about small kindnesses that kept the world from unravelling. Between songs he told stories — not long anecdotes but tiny constellations: a neighbor who baked bread as apology, a city bus driver who whistled to himself, a childhood scraped knee that taught patience. Laughter and soft sniffles stitched the room together.