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[Today, Argentine is seated at a grand piano playing away. The melody is surreal and haunting, throwing itself between emotions and never seeming to stick to one longer than a minute. It isn't a familiar song and occasionally it simply drifts off into something that doesn't fit with the part that came before it in the slightest.

Really, he's making it up as he goes along and so the song is endless.

He does, however, seem to be very into his music, almost in a trance. His eyes are half-lidded as his gloved fingers move over the keys with swift ease.]