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  • Writer's pictureSophie

Day 16

I dislike country music. Anytime I’ve ever heard a song about sunny southern pastures or creaking rocking chairs I cringe right then and there. My family tends to agree with me on my dislike and regularly chooses not to listen to the genre if given the choice. All of this would start to become increasingly ironic given our move to Nashville, commonly referred to as the “Music City”, especially when it came to country music. Although, my distaste for country music has begun to slowly fade away over time.

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