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 at the 1984plex eating his soylent frosted flakes, possibly the beginnings of a sore-throat, hypno-cards collectible of Silkenly Smooveness, faircore lounge lizards, a strange alt rock band that sounded kind of like Mars Volta or Yes. They had put out special edition collectible cards and he had the WHOLE SET of these damn cards. the spokesperson for these lil kid products with a great big VIEW of the city ILLUMINATING the day, and the latest talksinging sensation POSTERGIRL was pumping through the hologram unit

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