When I went to Luxembourg a few years ago, my parents and I were enjoying (or otherwise bored out of our minds from) a 2 or so hour car ride to Brussels during which we scanned from one radio station to another as each lost reception. My dad scanned right past a station playing some sort of happy French reggae music, which I of course shrieked for
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