Just got home from the IOTA Club and Movits! night. I went by my lonesome, talked to some nice strangers in the audience, got a CD signed, chatted with the waitress, and spent a while talking to Johan Rensfeldt, who might be a serial killer in real life, who knows, but was a delightful man at the club, chatting politely with clumps of fans. He
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