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a crowd of twisted things
[The music fades out completely leaving him in an empty studio with haggard breaths and aching muscle]
The music fades out completely leaving him in an empty studio with haggard breaths and aching muscles. He can’t remember what time he got started and he isn’t quite sure what time it is now but with their impending comeback and his unsettling nerves he can’t worry about overworking, it’s a minor inconvenience in this line of work anyway. He wipes ( Read more... )