Easy. That perfect start is "La fille de 3eme B" of Christian Grenier.
The second paragraph is one of the simpler things, stripped, and absurdly sincere and beautiful that I have read:
The music, when you're fifteen or sixteen, becomes optional. Is no longer important as math orphysical ... One can, in theory, live without it.
Yoi no.
Bello.
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