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[nocturnalgopher]

We started a little coffee-shop in Brownsville for the church crowd on Sunday evenings following the Pres. Church's contemporary worship thing. It was fucking awesome. Not only did I learn how to use the frothy contraption on my espresso machine, but I, along with Clay, got to pick the music. We played Pet Sounds, a Rhinehart comp, Thelonious Monk

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[anonymous]

neutral milk hotel = fucking sweet