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Once upon a time, there were four famous musicians. They were known across the countryside as the

best of the best. These four musicians were unlike any others because they were animals.

It's not every day you find a donkey, a dog, a cat, and a rooster who play music.

They're talented and passionate, what unrivaled across the land. People came from far and wide

to hear them play, especially because of what they played. Sleep music.

Then a small dance hall in an old cobblestone town. The four famous musicians were about to take

the stage. The doors of the dance hall were propped open with a pair of large rocks.

Men and women, girls and boys, young and old, made their way into the hall on this dark

winter night. The street outside was covered in a light dusting of powdery snow.

Oil lamps cast long shadows on the ground. There was a chill in the air that left the visitors

rubbing their hands together for warmth as they walked through the wooden doors.

But inside there was a toasty fire and so many smiling people that the hall was warm and inviting.

They were bundled in thick, woollen coats with colorful scarves tucked down snugly behind large buttons.

The men and women wore gloves, some with fingers, some without.

The children wore puffy mittens with strings to keep them from getting lost,

or to hang them on snowmen whose tree branch arms certainly needed protection from the cold.

The air in the dance hall, buzzed with excitement. Tonight is the night people whispered among themselves.

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