You can tell how the night is going to go by the proximity of your concert buddies by the end of the show.
They were trying to absorb me like an amoeba.
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This reminds me so freaking much of 83 and 84... I remember when a muse tried to trick me. She pretended to hate something she was to see...
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Another year down. Was in New Orleans, Savannah, Chicago, the Great Wilderness, and San Francisco. I had one of the better years of my life.
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