The music stopped without warning. For more than twenty years, Christmas Eve at the Kennedy Center meant live jazz, shared memories, and a ritual that felt untouchable. Then, in a single season, it vanished. A quiet rebranding, a presidential name, a musician’s conscience, and a lawsuit collided—and a cherished tradition was left han
What disappeared this year was more than …
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