I closed my eyes for a moment. The atmosphere calmed my mind, and soon the music had me in a trance. The snare drum— distinct yet restrained— peppered the jazz like the mmms and ohhs from the reacting crowd. As my mind got lost in the cacophony, goose bumps overcame my body— clearly I was delirious. Then, in a moment of clarity, I began to think.
Cacophony: A harsh, discordant mixture of sounds
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