Groovy Tunes, Friday
Yeah, Dante wasn't bothering with the guitars again. Didn't seem like it was worth the effort.
Instead he spent his day rifling through the stacks again, poking restlessly at things, blasting loud, aggressive industrial music and, on one memorable occasion, vanishing from the store for over an hour to wander around town and look at stuff on his phone.
He just needed a distraction.
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Instead he spent his day rifling through the stacks again, poking restlessly at things, blasting loud, aggressive industrial music and, on one memorable occasion, vanishing from the store for over an hour to wander around town and look at stuff on his phone.
He just needed a distraction.
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