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YOU HIGH OR SOMEDING TANYA?
"I love youuuu." As she melts into embrace her dear friend Patrick the once flickering star gobos begin to rain hot pinks and oranges, hipsters dancing turn to a sea of the same, the 808 kick thuds in to fill her belly, the melody sweeps so finely, divinity rising. Then snap! They pull apart, seductive deliciousness coursing through veins. Crackle! A data flash and the warehouse roof turns to wide open sky and Pop! They grin and they dance til dawn to the beat of that drum.
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