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Late one night, when the moon shone and rain poured down on the otherwise idyllic township of Arcata, things spiralled out of control for the ladies of the double wide. Breakups, bad vibes, and large spans of time have come between these fine ladies, and now the vibes have gone sour. Nevertheless, these fine women have struggled to overcome their internal strife, and mustered the strength to band together and play songs at the lady-like open mike.

Oh yeah, and I played the first song I have ever written, and I played a solo violin piece, called "Ashokan Farewell."

Let's just say that things ended well.