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Maybe it's something like what would happen if you took all of Massive Attacks' Cuntish-ness and magnified it under ultra-HD pristine diagnostics. Like looking at a steaming pile of shiny shit under a microscope. Like observing Chris Martin on a Cocaine comedown. Completely like using in-studio tricks to get a certain sound for that uber insincere digital distortion sound. Maaaybe...
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