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One group wasn't mentioned.
Annoying, loud teenage girls fashioned in emo clothing and sparkly eyeshadow who met Thurston downtown that day. Amungst one another, their chattery, high-pitch sqeaks run a hundred miles a minute.Their bowel movements also run wild as Thurston dedicates Scizophrenia to "those 4 girls I met today". For audience members within 15 feet of their presence, they create an atmosphere that can only be found 10 years ago at a backstreet boys' show.
EDIT: just an experience I had in missoula last june, but still...
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