Groovy Tunes, Friday

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Dante still wasn't in a good way. Like all the shit that had gone down last week wasn't bad enough, everything else was just-- upside down. It was making him restless for once, instead of despondent; and restless at work meant guitar time.

He was trying to reproduce the music from his lost record, between trying his hand at Combichrist songs. He nearly tripped over a bunch of blue guys while he was going for it, too.

Not paying enough attention. Sigh.

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