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eil Sedaka was certainly onto something when he said, “Breaking up is hard to do”. But what about breaking up a home, an entire record collection and an array of musical instruments? Really. Freakin’. Hard. My partner Ross and I had woven our lives together over the better part of five years. We’d lived together and played in a band