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Sat Feb 12
i’m really glad i spent my night in the basement of a library. here’s a musical poem pandora made for me: this, then this, then— finally—  something that sounds like the weakerthans for the too-long walk home. (“i’m trying not to wonder where you are.”)

i’m really glad i spent my night in the basement of a library. here’s a musical poem pandora made for me: this, then this, then— finally—  something that sounds like the weakerthans for the too-long walk home. (“i’m trying not to wonder where you are.”)