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why do dreams linger like memories, waiting to be reborn if we only own the right soundtrack … which iTunes can provide? Why is consistent validation of memories, born on rooftops in our 20’s trying to breach our isolation with just the right lines about just the right insignificant bullshit so god damn crucial to making our future? Society depends on our addiction to a better future, who will help us become better junkies?

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