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Pancho-San, “Kick the Fences Down“: Put your heart and soul on the embers of these coals, and sir (sweet sir) your foal again will run.
Raised by Robots, “Dinner Pill“: We will succeed in staving off this insurrection, one pill at a time, because it’s how it’s supposed to be.
City Light, “I See You“: Lonely voyeurism while surrounded by concrete, islands, and the Lovers of Time will thicken your tread.
The Octopus Project, “Wet Gold“: Ethereal realism, painted with broad strokes, will make the present predicament worth solving.
Boat, “Last Cans of Paint“: Telephone poles connect us regardless of desire, and your lisp is starting to edge its way to the surface.
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