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This looks tasty, I miss the sounds of vinyl mixes too.
It's this kinda of music that makes me look forward to a dusty summer evening with a zoot. Only a month to wait.
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Nothing lasts, nothing lasts, everything is changing into something else. Nothing is wrong, nothing is wrong, everything is on track...
You know, William Blake said... uh, nothing is lost. Nothing is lost and I... I really believe that, we only move on...
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