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It was the best of times, it was the end of times.

  These were simultaneously Released today. Listened and danced through Queens. What an epic listen. With blackberries found next to railroad tracks for dessert.

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When you find a fork in the road,  uh. Next to hot gelato.  Don’t take it

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