Carry Stress In The Jaw. One of those tracks where whenever I'm listening to it, I somehow can't imagine ever wanting to listen to anything else.
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The toothaches got worse, she dreamed of disembodied voices from whose malignance there was no appeal, the soft dusk of mirrors out of which something was about to walk, and empty rooms that waited for her. Your gynaecologist has no test for what she was pregnant with.
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