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Finally, Eve went up. She had rehearsed nothing for this set; the night had a way of making rehearsed things feel false. She strummed three notes and looked into the audience. The Perrys watched as if they were birds who had just taught a human to fly. Eve told the story of the house she grew up in, the one room that smelled of lemon and ink, where her parents, too tired to speak, would listen to records and forgive the day. She sang about the private cruelties families perform and the odd mercies that follow. The song wasn't a sermon—it was a ledger, a small accounting that asked nothing but attention.