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"Why does my heart hurt so much?..." Night. Hot. Mississippi, crossroads in the middle of nowhere, dusty, deserted, amidst the cultivated fields. Two men are playing the guitar, one is teaching the other. "Why does my heart hurt so much?..." FOURTH INSTALLMENT... OR... I’D RATHER BE THE DEVIL THAN THE MAN OF THAT WOMAN...