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all I'll say is this:
The club collectively lost their heads sometime around 5:30, and hadn't found them by the time I left.
The crowd looked like Calderone had smashed each of their faces against something hard and flat with his beats, and after every beating, the people put a smile on their face and asked 'please sir, can I have some more?'
Great night, I wasn't a believer in the calzone until last night, much different from every other time I've heard him live. Excellent stuff.
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