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Oct.15.92  
The place was so hip
they called it 36 even the roaches were dancing on the walls who needs fire when you've got smoke machines in a tunnel of light and psychedelia I feel out of place in straight leg jeans it's coming back to me now that whole decade with a grip on reality so tight it oozed loud dim smoky rooms held the promise of luck what ever happened to pick-up-lines how do porcupines make love come here and I'll show you   |
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