By seven o'clock that evening, the lavender twilight had settled over the iconic South Congress district of Austin. The air was alive with the nostalgic rhythm of the city: live blues music spilling from the open doors of the Continental Club, the aroma of smoked brisket from roadside food trucks, and the laughter of students and musicians strolling beneath the glowing neon signs of vintage boots and guitar shops. Alex…
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