I would hope that if you were passing by our house in our neighborhood, you would see and hear the following scene. This is my son Coby practicing the piano from outside our home.
There was something about being given permission to peek through somebody’s window… Kind of fun.
Someone call the cops. I know Clint and this is NOT his house or his child.
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