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When the track
record reeks havoc, run. Or linger like I do. In the midst of vibrant
sound waves and electronic echoes on the torn snake skin orange and
plastic leather couch of the dim-lit venue, where poured cement and
shuffled feet make the floor.
Get saturated by the music.
Embrace it. Practice it. Love it.
Embrace it. Practice it. Love it.
3 comments:
sounds like my friday night
where do you come from? ^-^
@gaiya the stars ;)
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