So the tears dropped from her eyes and disappeared into the hot cement as we drifted in and out of reality. Then immediatly followed through on our paper cutting job. She cuts, I place inside envelope. I test microphones as well, and plug in to monitors.
Eurotrash. Europack. Fannypack. Dan. Test, test. [breaks a beat]. [busts a ryhme]. Test, test.
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