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Every day I lugged my backpack through the halls, waiting for the final bell. Then I'd race home and hole up in my room, playing the drums and the piano, composing music.

每天我拖着背包穿过大厅，等待最后的铃声。然后我会跑回家，躲在我的房间里，打鼓，弹钢琴，作曲。

— Josh Groban 乔希·格罗班