"Light snow falling here in West Point. Emma's dead on the steet with a flat head. Changed to rain on the way down. Typical metal room, cage drumkit leftover from last night with spring blue lights. Nice big club, though. Turned out ot be a lost in space grit your teeth, fuck me fuck you night. Everything and darwin happened. We did meet the Sony rep for these parts, Kyle "somebody." He was very excited."

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