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Michael writes about a glut of sports news and coverage. I admit that with eyes like mine sports never interested me at all. For me the magical stuff was music. The older I get the more I find myself frustrated or bored by the oceans of music around me in any given setting. I could hang out with my brother or other relatives in a mall or a restaurant and that background music that others ignore or find soothing I find slightly or highly annoying. Or I tune it out. I wouldn't have guessed that over the course of twenty years I would feel more and more like measuring out music with an eyedropper rather than a bucket.
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