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I was at Colette in Paris a few years ago, gingerly gripping what I thought would be a perfectly acceptable CD to purchase. (I realize we don’t buy CDs anymore; but it’s been a tradition of mine to come home from Europe with new music, and so it was.) Très chic salesperson casually approaches me, and with a disappointed yet all-knowing look (the kind only the French can really pull off), he slides the CD out of my hand and replaces it with this one. And that’s how we met. Sailing to Nowhere by Broken Bells from their self-titled album, 2010.

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