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| velocipede rider of the 1890s |
What the fuck else am I gonna do in these pre_dawn_hours ?? Strange mix of Middle Eastern percussion and electric string quartet unspooling in my head that I will never be able to write down Soundtrack of an imaginary movie set in a place where the bedbugs always bite and the endings are surreal and ambiguous (mother I've tried/please believe me...) From one precipice to another, jump or be pushed No_new_tale_to_tell |
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