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I have had them almost a year now, but have not grown tired of my drum set and tamborine that my day nurse, Lucille got me. In fact, I prefer it if it is a joint effort - I bang on the drums while a willing participant hits the tamborine. Maybe I will get a band together like my Uncle Shawn!
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