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Week two of six at the Heifetz Institute in Staunton, VA. Days are spent rehearsing with an unbelievably precocious bunch of young musicians, and the sultry summer evenings are whiled away on sprawling porches in the company of fireflies and a glass of bourbon.

Here, time slows down; like you're trapped in that dream where you are running but, try as you might, you're not getting anywhere. The pace is lazy, cars and people alike oozing along in a leisurely tango, content to surrender themselves to the heat and languor of summer in the South.


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