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Now, he closed his eyes. The song swelled — the desperate climb, the cry of "Still loving you…" — and for a moment, the bar vanished. He saw her hands. The way she tucked hair behind her ear. The scar on her knee from a bike fall in Lisbon.

Not to the drunk at the pool table. Not to the hiss of the espresso machine. But to the jukebox. Someone with a cruel sense of humor had just fed it a coin. The first notes hit — clean, chiming, like a blade being drawn. best of scorpions songs

She hadn't yelled. That was the worst part. She had just folded her sweaters with surgical precision and said, "You love the road more than you'll ever love a home." Now, he closed his eyes