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By Kui Mwai ·Updated January 30, 2024
I don’t remember when I first heard Luther Vandross. Maybe it was in the kitchen, while my mom was making dinner. Or in the back of my parents’ Volvo station wagon, when I was on the way to school. Maybe I was alone when it happened, on one of the many nights I spent falling asleep to Deliliah on the radio. I don’t remember the
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