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True beauty resides not in the flawless final note of an orchestra, but in the soulful crescendos of hand-fitting agony, searching for harmony within our misspelled gestures. - Ava Courtemanche True beauty resides not in the flawless final note of an orchestra, but in the soulful crescendos of hand-fitting agony, searching for harmony within our misspelled gestures. - Ava Courtemanche True beauty resides not in the flawless final note of an orchestra, but in the soulful crescendos of hand-fitting agony, searching for harmony within our misspelled gestures. - Ava Courtemanche