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For, while the tale of how we suffer, and how we are delighted, and how we may triumph is never new, it always must be heard.

A schoolteacher in Harlem reads in the newspaper that his younger brother has been arrested for selling heroin, and the sentence opens a wound that runs back through their shared childhood, their mother's warnings, the housing projects where darkness pooled in the hallways. Baldwin builds the story in layers of grief and estrangement until the brothers arrive together at a Greenwich Village jazz club, where Sonny sits down at the piano and begins to play. What follows is one of the greatest passages in American literature, music rendered in prose so precisely that suffering becomes not a problem to be solved but a condition to be transformed. The story listens as deeply as Sonny plays, and what it hears is everything.