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4.0 excellent | BallsToTheWall | December 4th 10 | I'm longboarding through a melancholy forest as I speak. My hoodie up, earbuds in, cold wind blowing, post rock crescendos are twittering through my ears as I stand to appreciate nature in it's finest. Untainted by the near worthless cretins known as humans, the water is still, the squirrels interact with one another, dogs shitting all over the place. This is a moment of tranquility that not even Cthulhu could interrupt.
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3.5 great | Photon | February 27th 11 |
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