The E. P. The Track Two mares walked into a bar in Fillydelphia alone. She was loud, obnoxious, boisterous and uncouth. She was listening to something that barely qualified as music on my terms. And those ridiculous She was stuck up, snobbish, pretentious and prudish. I would mock her music, but half the time, I can barely hea
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