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Ramón is sad. He’s just received some unexpected news that has caused him to quickly sink into a deep depression. Seated on his bed, he’s asked the other musicians to leave him alone with his accordion.

At times like this, he might write a melancholy song that would make a lot of people cry. Nothing like a serious funk for writing a good song. He closes his eyes and can see the notes appearing and disappearing in the corners of his mind, like the twinkling lights of a marquee. The melody comes and goes from his hands. A few words of friendship and betrayal join in with the melody. It is a corrido, one of those songs that lifts the spirit, that is a testament to the presence of man on Earth. Without a doubt it would be a success. Another triumph for Ramón.

He thinks about getting up and writing down the words to the song so that he won’t forget them. But the sadness wins, one of those sorrows that strikes deep in the gut and is difficult to get out of. He stays seated and the verses slowly disappear from his thoughts. The song goes away.

His red and white accordion is on an armchair. It seems to understand the misfortune of its owner.