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So Roxy’s disco is pure as the Peruvian C, but then there are Jamaican guys getting their grove on, and God walks in the booth.

Bryan though, mean Q captain.

Think. I think who?

Then comes the bomb. God herself mozarting saltieri. Romantic, elegant and poetic.

Nothing synthesized though, stands unaltered yet.

That this.

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