okay, so i read Smithsonian but I'm under 50 and don't drive a Volvo stationwagon, sue me. I read an article about this sort of annoying seeming goth chick who considers herself an urban archaeologist and lurks around forgotten nyc places, taking pix and throwing parties. the big secret? this might be one of my lost at birth bosom buddies (so anne of ggables, ya!). only, i don't wear tights.
music. holy shit! i'm finally working on my masterpiece, fill. it's a genius four minute collage of phil collins drum solos. is to be mixed in 5.1 surround sound, so the fill will be even more epic. John Oswald, watch out.
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