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Oh, and I picked up the *last* copy of the Yeezus at my go-to record store- place that generally reserved shelf space for post punk, noise, jazz, and shoe gaze- after work today. (Really doing the no cover whatsoever thing, huh? Ok!)
This is a good sign. It means that the people who buy great music are making lunch break runs to pick up this album. So... Not sure how he's fairing at Best Buy, but I also don't give a shit.
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