by Jerry Ratch
After sex he would get on his old refurbished upright piano and always play that same song. We came to know it as the After-Sex Song.
It was really quite lovely, and touching. I think it made us all feel better around that building. Yeah, I remember the After-Sex Song even now, after all these years, whenever I hear it being played.
That haunted, lingering, lovely melody, and that almost ragtime finish, at a bar or restaurant, somewhere.
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Nice image (which conjures many more).
succinct greatness
Yep
What Michael Dickes said.
. . . and the song was?
hmmmmm